AN HOUR BEFORE TIFFANY’S KNOCKKai barely got two hours of sleep before his alarm blared, dragging him back to reality. He groaned, rubbing his tired eyes, but there was no time to waste. Today was important. Tiffany was coming.The thought alone sent an electric pulse through his veins, jolting him awake.After a quick cold shower. Kai stood in front of his walk-in closet, scanning for the perfect outfit. He didn’t want to look like he was trying too hard, but he also wanted to make an impression. Something simple, sharp, and devastatingly effective.His hand moved instinctively, pulling out a fitted black polo shirt. He slipped it on, the fabric hugging his toned frame perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and muscular arms. His reflection smirked back at him in approval.Next, he chose a pair of tailored white shorts, balancing sharp sophistication with casual confidence. They fit just right but not too tight, but enough to hint at his strong legs.Kai walked to his dresser,
Halfway through their discussion, a voice rang out from the living room. "Kai darling, your wife is here!" Amelia’s tone was sugary, sweet, and laced with venom.Tiffany froze in place, her breath catching in her throat. Her feet instinctively turned to leave, the weight of that single sentence crashing over her like a wave. But before she could slip away, the door to Kai’s office swung open, and he rushed out, grabbing her hand firmly.The warmth of his touch sent shivers up her arm, but she quickly masked her reaction, her face neutral. The door clicked shut behind him, sealing them off from Amelia’s voice."Tiffany," Kai started, his lips curling into a soft, disarming smile, though tension flickered in his icy-blue eyes. He was scrambling for an explanation, but the truth loomed heavy in his mind. *Tell her the truth. It’s the only way to fix this.* He swallowed hard, steeling himself."I didn’t know you had company," Tiffany said, her voice steady but distant. "I can come back la
Tiffany arrived at the police station, stormed out of Kai’s car, and rushed in. As she got in, she found Ginna, her supposed partner who was supposed to help deliver her goods. Ginna was a friend back in the days when she was a stripper. How could she have done this to her? Scammed her? Tiffany approached carefully. As she took each step, Ginna's face was slowly being revealed. Finally, she stood beside her. "Ginna?" She called with disbelief. Ginna looked up at her. Shock rushed through her veins, seeing Tiffany with tear-filled eyes looking down at her. Ginna froze, almost as if she had seen a ghost. "Tiffany, what are you doing here?" The officer looked up at Tiffany. "Miss Halton?" But Tiffany’s gaze was burning, staring at Ginna. "This isn't what you think—" "I called her. She's a victim, too." "Give me my money!" An elderly woman cried. Tiffany scoffed, looking around. She wasn't the only victim, but what surprised her was the old woman she had also scammed. Ginna bare
Before she could get a grasp of what was wrong. Kai moved, her steps closing the distance between them in an instant. One hand slid to the back of her head, his fingers threading through her hair with a grip that pulled her heartstrings. The other found her waist, pulling her to him with a force that made her tremble like a leaf.Her lips crashed into his, the kiss anything but gentle. It was consuming, desperate, possessive. Her chest tightened as she struggled to keep up, to even think. He kissed him like she was trying to prove something like she was claiming something all her own. His grip on her didn’t waver, and for a moment, it felt like the whole room had disappeared. But as Tiffany’s breath came faster, her chest heaved against his. Gosh, he wasn't giving her time to think or catch her breath. Tiffany stared at Kai in disbelief, but resistance faded with each second. Her arms slipped around his neck, her body pressing closer, giving in inch by inch.Kai’s grip tightened as
"I'm sorry if I can't stay away from you," Kai's voice echoed with longing. "You weren't picking up my calls, love." "Yeah? I was busy at the mall with Noami," Tiffany replied, her tone casual, but her heart raced at the sound of his voice. Ever since she made that silly confession. Kai wasn't holding back. There were flowers and a series of text messages, and even his visit had become almost unbearable, especially to Noami. "Do you need me to pick you up?" He offered, his voice filled with concern. But was it really a concern? "Aren't you busy?" she asked, hesitating. "It's fine, really. We already got a taxi," she added quickly, glancing around the taxi, making sure she didn't miss her stop. "Just call me when you’re home, baby," Kai said, his tone more insistent this time. Tiffany hummed, agreeing before she hung up. She took a deep breath, turning to glance at Noami, who sat beside her. But Noami remained silent, a playful smirk dancing on her lips as her eyes sparkled with
Tiffany sighed, slouching into the couch" Kai? He'd been busy with work. It's been difficult. I don't want to bother him." "So you're going to go alone?" "What's there? I haven't I been going alone to clubs?" "That was when you didn't have an obsessive lover," Noami slouched onto the couch, facing her with a smile. "I love seeing you happy." Tiffany's gaze held hers. A shy smile brushed her lips, and she lowered her head. "We are not getting emotional!" She snapped, rolling her eyes as she looked away. "Anyway!" Noami’s voice echoed. "I saw a gown at the mall the other day. I need it. Like, it's a need! Besides, you should also get something too..."Kai's phone rattled on the table, drawing the attention of everyone in the meeting to him. He quietly picked it up, signalling them to continue before staring to see who had left the message. As he stared at his phone, a wide smile itched his face. It was Tiffany’s message. Of course, it was a message he had been waiting for all day.
Kai felt the heat surge beneath his skin. He couldn’t contain it, yet he held himself. Tiffany’s head rested on his shoulder, her breath soft and uneven against his neck. He felt every rise and fall of her chest, her pulse thrumming against his own. Her voice, barely above a whisper, brushed the shell of his ear. "Kai…" she breathed, his name a delicate moan that sent a shiver racing down his spine.He didn’t have time to respond. The moment shattered. "I’m sorry to interrupt," Noami’s voice broke through, cutting the spell cleanly in two. Tiffany tensed, her body pulling back slightly, her gaze darting away. Kai, however, didn’t flinch. His dark eyes locked onto Noami’s. "We have the cake left..."Tiffany cleared her throat, her eyes meeting Noami’s. "We got a VIP too!"Tiffany nodded, watching Noami slipping back into the crowd, leaving them in the heavy silence that followed. Tiffany hesitated before turning back to Kai, her fingers brushing his chest lightly. Her forehead reste
Tiffany stirred awake, the warmth of the sheets and the faint scent of Kai surrounding her. A lazy smile curled her lips as memories of the night before washed over her, his touch, his voice, the way he held her like she was the only thing that mattered. She exhaled softly, inhaling the lingering traces of him on the pillows, letting herself savour the feeling a little longer.But the growl of her stomach soon pulled her from the haze of last night. As she stretched, her bare legs slipped from beneath the silk sheets. Then she realised what she was wearing. Kai’s dress shirt, it's oversized and soft, swallowed her frame, the hem brushing just below her thighs. She ran a hand through her tousled hair. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and something buttery filled the air.Her footsteps were quiet as she walked barefoot toward the door completely drawn by the aroma. But as she stepped into the dining area, she stopped, frozen. A woman stood there, carefully arranging plates on the tab
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
"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