"So to sum it up, you think your brother is trying to get favors in the name of Felix Song so he could win votes against you for the CEO position?" Kenzie asked while they were in the car.
Wendell was quick to reach them, now driving the couple in Andrew's vehicle, on the way to the opera house.
"Yes," Andrew replied.
"But, I thought your grandma's shares will close the deal?" Kenzie inquired, recalling how Emily Kentworthy was going to give her shares to Andrew.
"Harry doesn't know that yet," Andrew replied. "Still, if he makes a mess with Mr. Song, it will be bad for us."
Kenzie scoffed and remarked, "Tell me about it. He'd wish he wasn't born at all."
When Kenzie realized her husband was giving her a puzzled expression, she added, "Coz you know, you'd probably put him in his place."
"Yes, and." Andrew's brows met before explaining, "The Songs will do the same, even worse."
He cleared his throa
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"Do you want to talk about it?" Kenzie asked, staring warily at Andrew's face. The couple was lying in their bed, with Andrew in deep thought, glancing up the ceiling. He swallowed air down his throat, his adam's apple moving in a sexy way yet without him knowing. Andrew forced a smile, pulling Kenzie closer to his torso, and said, "No. I'd rather not. I just found out that Felix Song may have biases, and I probably gave him an answer that was not in his favor." "Tell me, please," Kenzie requested, tugging on his shirt. "It's not important. We best get some sleep." Andrew took a deep breath and pecked on Kenzie's cheek, saying, "I may need to do some damage control tomorrow, thanks to Harry, so I need to go to the office before lunch." "Goodnight, Kenzie," Andrew said. "Goodnight, Andrew," she said back, yawning, and it was because they have had a very long night that she fell asleep in a matter of seconds. Although
*** FLASHBACK *** The night before. "Andrew, I just need to use the restroom real quick. The front-most balcony seats right? I'll be there," Kenzie said to her husband as soon as they arrived at the opera house. "Okay, sweetheart. Don't take too long," Andrew replied before turning to the direction of the stairs, leading to the theater. As soon as Andrew left her side, Kenzie turned her back and took out her phone. She dialed her uncle Felix's number. Kenzie: "Uncle Felix, it's Kenzie." Amelia: "Oh, Kenzie. It's Amelia. Let me pass the phone to Felix - " Kenzie: "Please, Aunt. It's very important." It took a few seconds but finally, Felix was able to take the phone call, "Hello - " Kenzie: "Uncle Felix, it's Kenzie. I-don't-have-time-to-explain-everything, but I need your help." Felix: "What? Slow down, will you, dear?" Kenzie: "I'm in a bit of a pickle. I-met-a-guy-on-a-cruise. A rea
"Andrew, I need to tell you, something," Kenzie said outright, the second the Song couple left for the airport. The two were still at The Four Seasons Hotel, waiting for Wendell to come around the driveway. It was mid-day and people were crowding at the hotel entrance, leaving Andrew to wonder, "Here? What is it, sweetheart?" Kenzie braced herself. She puffed her cheeks before saying, "On the day at the cruise - the day I met you - " Her words were cut off byl the loud beeping sound of two vehicles, one made by Wendell and the other made by another car behind him, pressing Wendell to pick up the pace on the busy driveway. She frowned, realizing, she would have to put it off later. Andrew took her hand, and they made it inside the car. While they were driving back to the penthouse, Wendell was being loquacious as usual, too chatty for his own good. "Sir, Andrew, Sir. Your father would be very proud to hear about
[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS] Kenzie's confession still overwhelmed Andrew and now, she just admitted being ready to make love. While he couldn't care less about getting laid, knowing that she loved him back, but the invitation was too good to pass on. After many nights of getting a boner, sleeping next to his wife while not being able to take care of it most times, his manhood swelled too quickly following her offer to... scream his name. 'Oh, fuck!' His senses went down the drain, just thinking about what he would do to her. With his body in heat, he smashed his lips to her sweet rims, and in his provocative voice, he proposed, "Scream my name all night, will you, Kenzie?" He watched as Kenzie's pinkish lips throbbed, hesitating for a moment, but eventually, she answered, "Sounds like... a plan - " While Kenzie's eyes turned dreamy, Andrew immediately grabbed on
[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS] Andrew wanted all of Kenzie and seeing her, ready for him to take her, his member, acted on its own, taking its full length. He had been waiting for this moment for more than a month. Yes, that's right. Even on the first night at the cruise, he had been wanting to take her. She was just too gorgeous, and he was lucky to have her. Keeping himself under control was arduous, especially since Kenzie was perfect in every way; she was beautiful and sexy; with full breasts, a slender waist, and long legs. Hearing her moan in euphoria and call his name, he sat up, admiring the glow on her entrance. He warned her before lining up his bare ro washed to her peach. Andrew studied her for a second, and recognizing there was no protest, he clench his jaws and pushed his member halfway through. "Aaah!" He heard Kenzie groan in pa
"The thing is, there's-an-itty-bit-of-things-that-I-didn't-tell-you. Mmmmm. It's so hard. There-is-a-lot-of-things. Arrgh! I'm-not-sure-how-to-tell you this but." Kenzie paused and gasped. "Did I ever tell you, you are just so handsome and I love you?" "What?" Andrew leaned back, bemused. "What was all that intro for - Wait. Hold on, sweetheart." A call came through Andrew's phone and he answered it. Obviously, Kenzie didn't get to tell Andrew. She did not even know where to begin, considering she lied from the very start about her background. When she wound up giving the man a set of jumbled words, Andrew's brother, Ambrose saved her from picking up where she left off. Kenzie determined, she needed to iron out how she would give her husband the big reveal. Standing, butt-naked, facing the curtained windows, Andrew had his phone up to his ears. His chiseled back faced Kenzie and she could not help but check out
"Here we are, Mrs. Kentworthy. Enjoy the evening," the driver said, smiling at Kenzie from the rearview mirror. She looked through the tinted window and took a deep breath. When Andrew said she was going to meet his mother, apparently, they were meeting at a charity event, hosted by Ambrose, Andrew's brother. It meant that not only will Kenzie meet her mother-in-law, she will essentially meet everyone in Andrew's family, including his father and his step-family. Certainly, it was enough to make her nervous. She earnestly cared about the opinion of Andrew's family, especially since she had realized her feelings for him. Last night, she briefly shared with Andrew what happened at the cafe. She also meant to talk about her family, but the man came home past midnight that he wasn't up to it. All Andrew said back then was, "Ignore her. I'm really exhausted. I could use some cuddling for an energy boost and some
From one table, not too distant from where Kenzie and Andrew settled, a pair of grey eyes were filled with envy. It wasn't just half an hour ago where she was the center of the attention, but the moment Kenzie walked in with Andrew, the admiration in nearly everyone's eyes shifted away from her. Briana Evans' hands formed into fists beneath the table where she sat with her family and Jonard's family. She saw how Kenzie had easily formed a bond with Andrew's mother, one that she had never achieved in her entire life. All she received from Anabelle was recognition, never adoration. Briana turned to Jonard, who was discussing a deal with an Italian businessman, and suggested, "Jonard, Andrew is already here. Why don't we go and greet him." Jonard Hill, Andrew's best friend, smiled, looking up to the distant table and said, "Oh, I did not notice the lad had arrived." He turned to the Italian entrepreneur and invited,