The next morning, sunlight spilt through the windows, casting soft golden lines across the sheets. Tiffany’s eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was her ring, glinting in the morning light. She groaned, burying her face deeper into the pillow. Her cheeks flushed instantly as every detail from the night before rushed back.The way his hand had come up. So gentle and firm curving around her neck, while the other played around her body. The way his mouth brushed her ear, whispering that peaceful yet devastating confession. "You’re so perfect… I’m so fucking in love with you…"And then, how he took her hand, his fingers grazing over the ring before he leaned down and kissed it. "You’re mine."Tiffany brought the ring to her lips, pressing a soft kiss against the diamond, staring at it as if it held some secret only she could understand. It was beautiful. The love it represented was even more breathtaking. It felt so unreal, like something out of reach, yet it was hers. Someho
Tiffany stepped out of the car. The wind caught the hem of her top as they approached the sleek helicopter on the private helipad. She paused, her eyes narrowing behind her sunglasses, taking in the black gloss finish of the chopper, the sunlight gleaming off the rotor blades.Kai stepped up behind her, adjusting his cuffs like he had all the time in the world. "Mr Winson, ah... it's nice to see you in Italy." Tiffany’s mind trailed, taking the whole surrounding as they spoke. She was excited, anticipating the ride. "Come on," Kai took her hands, drawing her attention back to him. He directed her to the already open, corpter. He helped her in. Tiffany smirked, climbing in, watching as she buckled in. After he was done, he walked to his side, sliding into the pilot’s seat. "Are you going to ride it?" Kai looked at her. "Well, you better hold on."He slipped the headset on, ran a hand over the controls, and the blades started to spin.She glanced at him. A small vein was visible
Tiffany collapsed forward with a ragged moan, her forehead hitting the headboard, her body shaking uncontrollably as he kept worshipping her with his mouth and dragging her through wave after wave until she was wrecked, whimpering, barely able to breathe.Tiffany was still gasping, shivering, when Kai finally loosened his grip on her thighs. His mouth glistened with her slick as he pulled back just enough to breathe, dragging his hands possessively up her sides.Before she could move, he growled low, gripping her hips and flipping her onto her back on the bed in one smooth motion.The mattress bounced under her, her hair fanning wild across the sheets.Kai stood at the edge of the bed, staring down at her, shirt still hanging loose around his frame, sleeves pushed up. His cock was hard, thick, glistening, and he wrapped a hand around the base, slowly stroking himself as he drank in the sight of her crimson cheeks. His parted lips and legs splayed open for him."Ah... My love," he mutt
Kai felt her legs trembling so violently, her entire body shuddering in aftershocks, that he accidentally slipped out of her. A soft, broken sound escaped Tiffany’s lips at the sudden loss of him.Without thinking, he gathered her into his large arms, holding her tightly against his chest, murmuring low, soothing words into her hair, trying to calm her."It’s okay, Love," he whispered, pressing kisses against her temple. "I’ve got you." Her body trembled in his hold, twitching with little spasms she couldn’t control, and he just rocked her gently, anchoring her to him, waiting for her breathing to slow.As time blurred. An hour later, Kai walked out of the bathroom with her cradled against him while he was wrapped in a thick towel. Tiffany was boneless in his arms in a black lace pant, pliant and half-asleep, clinging to him without even realizing it.He placed her carefully on the bed, settling her into the soft nest of pillows and blankets. Tiffany immediately curled up, pulling th
Kai's hand slid down between them, wrapping around the base of his cock, lining himself up with her entrance. He dragged the thick head through her soaked folds a few times, savouring the way she shuddered above him.Then, with a deep, rough grunt, he pushed the tip inside her.Tiffany cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he stretched her open, inch by inch. Kai gritted his teeth, the heat of her almost making him lose his mind.He grabbed her hips with both hands, steadying her, guiding her down slowly onto him deeper, deeper, until he was fully seated inside her, their bodies locked tight.They both froze for a moment, panting, trembling, overwhelmed. Kai looked up at her, his hands stroking her sides reverently. "You're my everything," he whispered, voice wrecked.Tiffany leaned down, "I love you." She whispered, kissing him hard, and then she started to move slowly, rocking her hips in a deep, grinding rhythm that had both of them groaning into each other’s mouths.
Three days later, their private jet touched down smoothly onto the misty tarmac of London Heathrow.The air was cool, heavy with the scent of rain, the city skyline just a blurred suggestion beyond the runway lights. Tiffany stood at the top of the jet’s stairs, the wind tugging gently at her hair, her heart beating faster than she wanted to admit.Waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs was a Rolls-Royce Boat Tail, sleek and commanding even under the heavy grey sky deep navy paint glistening, silver accents flashing like sharp teeth.Kai came up behind her, sliding an arm around her waist, his hand resting possessively over her hip. He pressed a kiss just behind her ear, a soft, grounding gesture."You’re driving," he murmured against her skin, voice low and edged with amusement.Tiffany turned her head slightly, looking at him with wide eyes. "Me?"Kai smirked, pulling the keys from his pocket and dropping them into her palm without hesitation."You can lead the way," he said,
"Mom," Tiffany called softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she shrugged off her jacket. The fabric slid from her shoulders and crumpled to the floor. She nestled into Victoria’s frail arms, seeking the warmth and comfort she'd known since she was a child.The room seemed to hold its breath. The silence between them was thick, stretching long enough to be felt. Neither of them spoke. They simply stared ahead, their eyes fixed on nothing, lost in the quiet.Tiffany shifted slightly, the sheets beneath her rustling softly. With trembling fingers, she slid the diamond ring off her hand and held it up to the dim light."I got a ring, Mom..." Her voice cracked, barely audible, a waver betraying the depth of her emotions. "The kind you always told me to wait for. A diamond ring."Victoria's eyes, slowly moved to the glittering gem. Her hand reached out as if touching a relic too precious to hold. Her fingers brushed the surface of the ring with a reverence Tiffany hadn’t seen in years
The bar hummed with low music with a bassline that vibrated through the room, mixing with the rough laughter of the men packed into the private lounge. The faint haze of cigar smoke curled through the air, cutting the dim light. Kai sat back in his chair, his posture relaxed, beer bottle loosely held in one hand while his other hovered near his phone. His gaze lingered on the screen, the text message he sent to Tiffany still unanswered. Jane had mentioned she was busy preparing for Allison’s bridal shower, but it didn’t ease the restless edge creeping into his chest. With a sharp exhale, he pushed the phone aside, letting it slide across the polished table. His eyes shifted to Henry, who was pouring back another shot like it was water with his boyish grin wide.“You’re next, Kai,” Henry teased.Kai smirked faintly, leaning back further into his chair. "Next?"The guys around the table chuckled with curiosity. Henry leaned in closer, his eyebrows wiggling in a way that suggested he k
"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
"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
The soft and rich notes of the piano floated through the garden. Tiffany stood by a pillar, secretly watching. Her fingers fiddling together as she watched Mr. Nolan play. He seemed completely absorbed in the music.The sound of footsteps behind her was so light she didn't hear it until the warm, bare arms slipped around her waist. She felt the soft brush of Kai’s skin against her own. Tiffany glanced back, a laugh bubbled out of her chest.There he was, lounging in white pleated pants and a matching and the shirt unbuttoned exposing his chest. "You’re going to get me in trouble," she whispered, smiling as she leaned into him.Kai chuckled low against her ear, his voice sounding lazy. "He’s good, huh? My old man’s still got it."Tiffany tilted her head to look up at him, her lashes fluttering. "Can you play like that too?"Her words barely left her mouth before Kai’s lips found the curve of her neck, pressing soft, lingering kisses against her skin. She shivered at the heat of his mo
In Kai’s mansion soft against the ivory sheets tangled around Tiffany’s bare legs.A sleepy hum vibrated from her lips as she stretched. She felt the bed was cold beside her.Tiffany’s brows furrowed, and she rolled over, reaching out blindly for Kai, but he wasn't in bed. Tiffany sat up slowly, and the heavy comforter pooled around her waist. She was barely wearing anything except the black lace panties clinging to her body. The flashes of last night were vivid in her memories even though she had passed out drunk. The thoughts made her cheeks flush even as a sleepy smile tugged at her lips.She grabbed the first thing she could find. One of Kai’s shirts crumpled at the end of the bed, throwing it on, the hem barely covering her down to her thighs.Tiffany padded out of the bedroom on her bare feet silently as she headed toward the living room."Kai?" She called at the sound of clinking and the faint hum of music that drifted from downstairs. As she arrived at the bottom step. Tiffa