"Now," he growled, grabbing a fistful of her hair and tilting her head back. "Be a good girl and clean your mess properly."Tiffany whimpered, her thighs clenching together as she opened her mouth wider, offering herself completely to him.Kai’s fingers tightened in her hair, the sharp sting making Tiffany’s breath hitch. Her heart hammered in her chest, but she opened wider. So obedient and desperate for the taste of him."That’s it," he murmured approvingly, guiding his cock between her lips.The moment she wrapped her mouth around him, Kai let out a guttural sound. A raw, primal mix of a growl and a moan that seemed to reverberate through his entire body. His hips rolled forward, unthinking, desperate, forcing more of himself into her warm, wet mouth. Pleasure shuddered through him, his body betraying the control he always prided himself on.Tiffany’s tongue swirled instinctively, tasting herself mingled with him, the sheer intimacy of it making her heart race. The weight of him o
He groaned, his forehead pressing to the back of her shoulder, his breath hot against her damp skin. He was losing himself in her, drowning in the way she gave him everything, her body, her voice, her soul. She was his, utterly. "Tiffany... I want you to—" He whimpered, his eyes closed deeply.Tiffany shook violently beneath him, her body still panting his name like a prayer. He was trembling. His teeth grazing her shoulders as her release left him wrecked and vulnerable. It was too much for him. He followed her over the edge, spilling himself deep inside her, his entire body shuddering as he let go.The room fell into silence, except for the sound of their ragged breathing. Hours later, the sheets twisted around their bare bodies. They were still damp from the shower they had earlier. Kai lay stretched out on his back, his chest rising and falling heavily. One arm was loosely wrapped around Tiffany, his fingers brushing absently against her skin, keeping her close. She rested ag
The door creaked open with a low, lazy groan.Kai stepped inside, already dressed in a sharp black suit that hugged his tall frame perfectly, a slim black tie knotted at his throat. His dark eyes swept across the room, taking in the organized chaos. Makeup brushes scattered across a vanity. Curling irons still warm, makeup bottles open and half-used. The soft scent of hairspray and perfume hung in the air.And there, right in the center of it all, sat Tiffany.She was perched on a stool in front of the mirror, her legs crossed, laughing lightly as Kasey, her stylist, dabbed a final touch of highlighter along her cheekbones. Her skin glowed under the soft lights, a delicate shimmer kissing the curves of her face. Her hair tumbled down her back in soft, loose curls, some strands pinned slightly away from her face.Tiffany wasn’t dressed yet just sitting there in simple black lace underwear, a matching bra and panties that clung to her flawless skin. She looked effortless beautiful all a
The reception was a vision of soft candlelight and swaying greenery. Tiffany found herself swept into the rhythm of the evening, laughing and sipping champagne. Then DJ’s voice rang out over the speakers."And now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the bride and groom’s first dance."The room was hushed as Allison and Henry took centre stage. Tiffany could feel the anticipation thrumming in her chest, an energy that seemed to ripple through the crowd. Henry extended his hand toward Allison, his smile soft, and she placed her fingers in his, her cheeks tinted with a delicate blush.The music started a slow, romantic tune that wrapped itself around the couple like a gentle embrace. They moved together effortlessly, the sway of their bodies in perfect harmony, their eyes never leaving each other.Tiffany watched, her heart unexpectedly tight in her chest. She glanced toward Kai, who stood a few feet away, his hands in his pockets. His gaze was fixed on solely her like she was the only
Tiffany approached, her heels clicking softly against the ground. She stopped just short of the pile, clutching the strap of her bag nervously. Kai’s gaze locking onto hers, his arms crossing over his chest as he studied her."What? You’re moving in?" he asked, his voice low, tinged with disbelief.Tiffany shrugged, trying for nonchalance, though her heart raced under his intense scrutiny. "You asked me to. I know I didn’t tell you—"But before she could finish, his lips were on hers. The kiss was sudden, stealing the air from her lungs and the words from her tongue. It silenced everything. His breath was warm against her lips. "What are you saying? What I own is yours already. You don’t need any permission to do anything."Her cheeks flushed instantly. A smile broke through her lips as she threw her arms around his neck, burying her face against him. "Gosh, I’ve been waiting for this," he whispered. Days later, Tiffany stood in her boutique, adjusting the sleeve of a mannequin for
Tiffany shook her head. "No, thank you." She disappeared into the bedroom, closing the door gently behind her. The moment she was alone, she let out a long sigh, her shoulders slumping. She undressed quickly, stepping into the shower. The warm water cascaded over her, washing away the stress of the day. But the heavy feeling in her chest lingered. Once finished, she slipped into a silk robe, the fabric cool and smooth against her skin. She caught her reflection in the mirror, her fingers brushing against the neckline of the robe. It was new but she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist it. But as excitement flickered in her chest, it was quickly doused by a wave of uncertainty. He still wasn’t home. Suddenly, voices echoed from upstairs, muffled but unmistakably loud. Tiffany froze, her heart thudding. Her breath hitched as she recognized the voice. It was Kai’s. But she had never heard him yell like this before. "What do you mean you can’t fucking find Kate?!" Kai’s voice boomed, fi
"Going down on me," he said, his tone firm but laced with vulnerability. His eyes met hers, dark and intense. "I don’t want it." Her breath stilled, confusion flickering across her face. "Why?" His jaw tightened, his hands gripping her waist a little harder before loosening again. He leaned in. "Because I might lose control," he said. "And if I lose it with you like that… I don’t know if I can stop." The sheets were a mess twisted and pushed low on the bed, their bodies tangled in a fevered knot of heat. Tiffany’s back arched and her skin flush against Kai’s as he hovered over her, their mouths fused in a breathless, consuming kiss. Her fingers twisted into his hair, pulling him closer, while her other hand gripped the hard line of his back. She felt every ripple of muscle as he moved in a slow motion and each motion sent a wave of fire through her spine. Kai groaned into her mouth, his lips moving with hers desperately, like he couldn’t get enough of her. His palms wrapped
Three days later, Tiffany sat at her desk, her hands clumsily shuffling through papers as her head felt like a lead weight, her stomach twisting and turning like a storm at sea. The morning had been relentless, emails, reports, deadlines but none of those could distract her from the growing unease that crawled through her body. Her vision blurred slightly as she glanced at Noami and Elle who were going through their weekly reports. Their voices seemed muffled and distant like she was underwater. Tiffany blinked hard, trying to focus, but the world only spun faster. The desk beneath her hands felt too far away."Guys, let’s take a break," she whispered, her voice so soft. Her exhaustion was palpable, weighing down her words.Noami looked up sharply, her brow furrowing in concern. "Tiffany, are you okay? You don’t look too good."Tiffany forced her lips into a weak smile. Her hand trembled as she reached for her water bottle, the cool plastic grounding her momentarily. She took a sip,
Kai stood there for a moment, watching her with a heavy heart. He wanted to say something, to comfort her, but the walls she had built around herself felt impenetrable. "Goodnight, my love," he whispered. Then he turned and left the room, closing the door softly behind him.As the morning crawled through, Tiffany laid in bed beside Kai. Her mind restless and her chest tight with heaviness of having a child. While her heart raced. She listened to the soft rhythmic sound of Kai’s breathing filled their bedroom. It was soft, alluring and so calm she could watch him sleep all night. But it was a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside her. She glanced over at him and felt a pang of guilt for the secret she carried. She hadn’t told him about the strange symptoms she’d been experiencing and brushing them off as stress or fatigue. Not yet. Not until she knew for sure, but pregnancy was the last thing she expected. Her mind still doubted it, she was fully on
Tiffany scrambled away, her chest heaving as they subdued Kate. But Kate’s voice rose, sharp and mocking as she sneered at Tiffany. "You think you’re special? You think Kai loves you? You’re nothing but a means to an end. You’ll never carry the Winson heir. Kai would never let you! You're just some whore he picked at the club!" The words struck Tiffany like a physical blow. Her blood ran cold. Her period… it hadn’t come. Her chest tightened as realization crashed over her. In a sudden haze, She bolted up the stairs, her mind spinning, ignoring Audrey’s calls as she raced up the stairs. Her breaths came fast, unsteady. Her heart pounded as she grabbed her phone from the dresser, yanking open her calendar app. She scrolled back counting the days. Twenty-six days. Twenty-six days late. Panic clawed at her as she stared at her phone and her hands trembled, gripping the edge of the vanity. Slowly, she sat at the edge of the bed with her gaze locked on the screen. "Tiffany…" Kai’s voice
Three days later, Tiffany sat at her desk, her hands clumsily shuffling through papers as her head felt like a lead weight, her stomach twisting and turning like a storm at sea. The morning had been relentless, emails, reports, deadlines but none of those could distract her from the growing unease that crawled through her body. Her vision blurred slightly as she glanced at Noami and Elle who were going through their weekly reports. Their voices seemed muffled and distant like she was underwater. Tiffany blinked hard, trying to focus, but the world only spun faster. The desk beneath her hands felt too far away."Guys, let’s take a break," she whispered, her voice so soft. Her exhaustion was palpable, weighing down her words.Noami looked up sharply, her brow furrowing in concern. "Tiffany, are you okay? You don’t look too good."Tiffany forced her lips into a weak smile. Her hand trembled as she reached for her water bottle, the cool plastic grounding her momentarily. She took a sip,
"Going down on me," he said, his tone firm but laced with vulnerability. His eyes met hers, dark and intense. "I don’t want it." Her breath stilled, confusion flickering across her face. "Why?" His jaw tightened, his hands gripping her waist a little harder before loosening again. He leaned in. "Because I might lose control," he said. "And if I lose it with you like that… I don’t know if I can stop." The sheets were a mess twisted and pushed low on the bed, their bodies tangled in a fevered knot of heat. Tiffany’s back arched and her skin flush against Kai’s as he hovered over her, their mouths fused in a breathless, consuming kiss. Her fingers twisted into his hair, pulling him closer, while her other hand gripped the hard line of his back. She felt every ripple of muscle as he moved in a slow motion and each motion sent a wave of fire through her spine. Kai groaned into her mouth, his lips moving with hers desperately, like he couldn’t get enough of her. His palms wrapped
Tiffany shook her head. "No, thank you." She disappeared into the bedroom, closing the door gently behind her. The moment she was alone, she let out a long sigh, her shoulders slumping. She undressed quickly, stepping into the shower. The warm water cascaded over her, washing away the stress of the day. But the heavy feeling in her chest lingered. Once finished, she slipped into a silk robe, the fabric cool and smooth against her skin. She caught her reflection in the mirror, her fingers brushing against the neckline of the robe. It was new but she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist it. But as excitement flickered in her chest, it was quickly doused by a wave of uncertainty. He still wasn’t home. Suddenly, voices echoed from upstairs, muffled but unmistakably loud. Tiffany froze, her heart thudding. Her breath hitched as she recognized the voice. It was Kai’s. But she had never heard him yell like this before. "What do you mean you can’t fucking find Kate?!" Kai’s voice boomed, fi
Tiffany approached, her heels clicking softly against the ground. She stopped just short of the pile, clutching the strap of her bag nervously. Kai’s gaze locking onto hers, his arms crossing over his chest as he studied her."What? You’re moving in?" he asked, his voice low, tinged with disbelief.Tiffany shrugged, trying for nonchalance, though her heart raced under his intense scrutiny. "You asked me to. I know I didn’t tell you—"But before she could finish, his lips were on hers. The kiss was sudden, stealing the air from her lungs and the words from her tongue. It silenced everything. His breath was warm against her lips. "What are you saying? What I own is yours already. You don’t need any permission to do anything."Her cheeks flushed instantly. A smile broke through her lips as she threw her arms around his neck, burying her face against him. "Gosh, I’ve been waiting for this," he whispered. Days later, Tiffany stood in her boutique, adjusting the sleeve of a mannequin for
The reception was a vision of soft candlelight and swaying greenery. Tiffany found herself swept into the rhythm of the evening, laughing and sipping champagne. Then DJ’s voice rang out over the speakers."And now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the bride and groom’s first dance."The room was hushed as Allison and Henry took centre stage. Tiffany could feel the anticipation thrumming in her chest, an energy that seemed to ripple through the crowd. Henry extended his hand toward Allison, his smile soft, and she placed her fingers in his, her cheeks tinted with a delicate blush.The music started a slow, romantic tune that wrapped itself around the couple like a gentle embrace. They moved together effortlessly, the sway of their bodies in perfect harmony, their eyes never leaving each other.Tiffany watched, her heart unexpectedly tight in her chest. She glanced toward Kai, who stood a few feet away, his hands in his pockets. His gaze was fixed on solely her like she was the only
The door creaked open with a low, lazy groan.Kai stepped inside, already dressed in a sharp black suit that hugged his tall frame perfectly, a slim black tie knotted at his throat. His dark eyes swept across the room, taking in the organized chaos. Makeup brushes scattered across a vanity. Curling irons still warm, makeup bottles open and half-used. The soft scent of hairspray and perfume hung in the air.And there, right in the center of it all, sat Tiffany.She was perched on a stool in front of the mirror, her legs crossed, laughing lightly as Kasey, her stylist, dabbed a final touch of highlighter along her cheekbones. Her skin glowed under the soft lights, a delicate shimmer kissing the curves of her face. Her hair tumbled down her back in soft, loose curls, some strands pinned slightly away from her face.Tiffany wasn’t dressed yet just sitting there in simple black lace underwear, a matching bra and panties that clung to her flawless skin. She looked effortless beautiful all a
He groaned, his forehead pressing to the back of her shoulder, his breath hot against her damp skin. He was losing himself in her, drowning in the way she gave him everything, her body, her voice, her soul. She was his, utterly. "Tiffany... I want you to—" He whimpered, his eyes closed deeply.Tiffany shook violently beneath him, her body still panting his name like a prayer. He was trembling. His teeth grazing her shoulders as her release left him wrecked and vulnerable. It was too much for him. He followed her over the edge, spilling himself deep inside her, his entire body shuddering as he let go.The room fell into silence, except for the sound of their ragged breathing. Hours later, the sheets twisted around their bare bodies. They were still damp from the shower they had earlier. Kai lay stretched out on his back, his chest rising and falling heavily. One arm was loosely wrapped around Tiffany, his fingers brushing absently against her skin, keeping her close. She rested ag