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âWhat Iâm doing here is none of your business, Woods.â She replied.And that was all the proof Edwin thought he needed.He guessed she was here with that gentleman from the Silverstone Gala. It had to be it and once again, hearing it from her mouth would shatter every stupid, desperate hope heâd been harboring in his chest.âYou're probably here with your boyfriend, ain't you?âLilianâs eyes flashed with something dangerous. âWhat boyfriend?âFor some reason, she hasn't dated anyone since she graduated from the four walls of high school.âDonât play dumb, Miss Powell. I saw you at the Silverstone Gala with him.ââOhh!â She gasped as the realization of where he was driving at sank in.âYes.â Edwin took a step closer, his voice dropping lower. âThe one you were laughing and dancing with. All night long!âFor just a second, a tiny, microscopic fraction of a moment, something dark flickered in Edwinâs eyes. Something possessive. Something that looked almost⌠obsessive. Like he wanted to l
As Edwin jogged forward, he felt it⌠butterflies, actual, ridiculous, teenager-at-prom butterflies slamming around in his stomach like they were trying to escape.Like fireworks on New Yearâs Eve!âWhat the hell is wrong with me?â He thought.But he couldnât look away. Neither could she.Several women glanced his way, whispering animatedly behind their hands, but he barely noticed. The noise of Bullock Speedways seemed to fade into the background. The revving engines, the shouting, the music, all of it became white noise compared to the sight of this woman.He froze again, unable to move as they were now only a few feet apart.Around them, there seemed to be a pause. People were staring now, whispers spreading like wildfire through the crowd. âIsnât that Edwin Woods?ââWhoâs the girl?ââLook at the way theyâre staring at each otherâŚâEdwin Woods, the untouchable playboy, frozen in place by a womanâs gaze?They could hardly believe it as he was a regular figure there, and theyâd ne
Sebastian didnât do small gifts. He did grand, over-the-top, make-you-cry gestures. But this box was tiny.âOpen it,â he said, voice rough.Kourtney obeyed, lifting the lid. Inside lay a watch, simple, silver band, white face, no diamonds, no sparkle. Just clean lines. It looked like something sheâd pick herself.âItâs got a tracker. GPS, heartbeat monitor, panic button. If anyone so much as breathes on you wrong, Iâll know. And Iâll be there before they blink,â the man said, half-bragging.âSebastian Woods,â she playfully pouted her lips, âyou absolute caveman. You want to track me like Iâm a lost puppy?ââDamn right,â he growled, pulling her into his lap.Kourtneyâs fingers hovered over the watch. âHubby, itâs⌠normal. Like something Iâd actually wear without blinding people from space.âHe laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. âExactly. Youâd toss anything shiny into the ocean and call it âtacky.â I pay attention, princess.âHe lifted it out, the metal cool against her wrist as
Kathlynâs knees wobbled, and she felt the weight of her desperation pressing down on her. She couldnât go back to Grandma empty-handed. Not when the old womanâs threats still echoed in her ears. Her pride screamed at her to stand tall, to walk out with her head high, but her fear was louder. She needed Kourtneyâs mercy, even if it meant humiliating herself.âKourtney, wait!â she called, her tone frantic. She stumbled forward, her hands outstretched. âIâll do anything. Iâll kneel, Iâll crawl, please, just let me stay!âKourtney froze on the staircase, one hand gripping the polished banister. She turned slowly, her emerald eyes narrowing as she looked down at Kathlyn. The disgust on her face was like a slap, sharp and stinging. âKneel?â she repeated, her voice low and dangerous. âYou think groveling like some lizard is going to change anything?Kathlynâs face burned, her cheeks flushing with shame and fury. She wanted to scream!!!Instead, she sank to her knees, the cold marble biting
Kathlyn flinched, her thin shoulders hunching. âKourt⌠Sister, can we talk?â Her voice was a shaky whisper, and oh, nothing like the confident sneer Kourtney remembered. She sounded⌠desperate.âI donât want to hear it.âKathlynâs eyes darted to the floor, her fingers twisting together. âI know you donât want to see me,â she said, her voice barely audible. âBut can you at least spare me a moment? Please?âKourtneyâs jaw almost dropped. âPlease?â Kathlyn didnât say please. Kathlyn demanded, manipulated, and took. This strange humility, this trembling vulnerability, it was all wrong. Kourtneyâs first instinct was to scoff. âSheâs faking it,â she thought. âSheâs always faking it.ââJust tell me whatever Mom, Dad, and Grandma sent you to say,â she said, rolling her eyes. âI donât have all day.â Her voice was cold, but inside, her heart was a mess. Part of her wanted to scream, to demand why Kathlyn thought she could just waltz into her home, the home she shared with her husband. An
Sebastianâs laugh was deep, wicked, and he crossed the room in barely two strides pulling her against him. His hands cupped one of her ass cheeks, squeezing hard as he kissed her, his tongue claiming her mouth with the same intensity heâd fucked her last night. She moaned, her pussy already wet, her body arching into his, betraying how much she wanted him to fuck her again.âCareful, baby,â he murmured against her lips. âKeep talking like that, and we wonât leave this bedroom today.âShe giggled, pushing against his chest playfully. âGo finish your work, Mr. Woods. Iâve got packing to do, and weâve got a whole week to play.âHe growled, stealing one more kiss before reluctantly pulling away. âYouâre lucky Iâve got a business call in ten minutes,â he said, his eyes promising all kinds of filthy things. âBut tonight, youâre mine again.âKourtney shivered, watching him stroll back to his study, his sweatpants doing nothing to hide the hard outline of his cock. She was his tonight and e
Sebastian's voice turned cold and ruthless. "If you refuse to come to me, I'll have no other choice but to purchase your workplace and then have you fired. Then you won't have to worry about your precious job anymore. How about that for a twist?âKourtney's eyes widened in shock, realizing the depth
Despite her raging thoughts filled with doubt and questions, Kathlyn managed to retort, trying to maintain her cool façade."You're lying, Kourtney! You can't just switch off your feelings like that. Brandon used to be your whole world, but now, he's with me. You're merely trying to convince yourself
Kourtney's face flushed crimson red, and she looked away, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, confusion, frustration, and attraction. She hadn't expected such a bold suggestion from him after she questioned his sexual orientation, and the thought of their wedding night made her heart race.His respon
Kourtney turned around and caught sight of Kathlyn, the home-wrecker, approaching her from the living room. She noticed a hint of surprise flash on her little sisterâs face. However, it quickly disappeared as her expression turned into a menacing smirk.âKourtney, I didn't expect to see you here.â Sh







