âKOURTNEY ERIN ALLEN!!! Stop fucking with me!ââYou heard me, Lil. I'm really married to fucking Sebastian Woods!â Kourtneyâs expression was dead-pan serious. It was clear as day she wasn't joking, and Lilian could see that in her eyes. But the news was just too overwhelming. âWhaaaat??â Lilian's jaw practically hit the floor. A-Are you fucking kidding me?ââI wish I were kidding you, Lil, but I'm not. I'm dead serious!â Kourtney reaffirmed. Lilian's eyes widened even further. She was flabbergasted and could not believe her ears. "Sebastian Woods? THE Sebastian Woods? The Almighty President of Woods Corp? The Stone-cold man who rules the Melbourne Business Industry? Forbes #7 Richest CEO under 30? The same godlike Billionaire who's known for his reclusive nature and his hatred for women?" Lilian's asked in one breath. Her voice was filled with disbelief.She thought Kourtney was pulling her legs with that revelation. "Kourt, come on, this has got to be a joke. Right? You're joking
As she slipped into the dress, Kourtney felt like a vision of pure radiance, ready to command the attention of any room she entered. The white dress was truly a work of art, making her look like a timeless beauty. It suited her so well as if it was made just for her, giving the impression of walking on a cloud.Kourtney smiled happily. Lilian was indeed the best fashion guru. As she stepped out of the changing room, Lilian's eyes widened, and she started screaming as expected."Oh my God! Yes, it's perfect! You look amazing. It's classy and has just the right amount of allure, making you look like a goddess. Your husband won't be able to take his eyes off you."Lilian couldn't contain her excitement as the dress was such a masterpiece of elegance and grace on Kourtney. The sweetheart neckline added a touch of romance, while the fitted waist accentuated her slender figure.The attention of all the other women in the store was fixed on Kourtney immediately after she stepped out. It was
Sebastian Woods, the man of the moment, stepped out of his chauffeured black Rolls Royce surrounded by his numerous subordinates and bodyguards. The sun was shining brightly, casting a golden glow on the city's iconic landmarks. As he made his way towards the entrance of Forbesâ Sydney headquarters, the anticipation in the air was so intense. He was about to grace the prestigious stage for an interview that would undoubtedly solidify his status as a visionary entrepreneur and industry titan. Dressed in a sleek Prada suit, Sebastian exuded confidence and sophistication. The perfectly tailored suit accentuated his athletic physique, leaving onlookers in awe of his Adonis-like appearance. His charming good looks, combined with his undeniable charisma, made him a magnet for attention wherever he went. The air was thick with his dominating presence as he walked into the gigantic 80-story building, and whispers of his name echoed through the corridors. A sea of fans had gathered, eagerly
Sebastian sighed, running a hand through his thick black hair. The woman always made him talk too much, a lot more than he used to.âNot necessarily living in fear, but itâs good to take precautions like this.ââB-But... I donât want to feel like Iâm being watched all the time,â Kourtney protested, her voice quavering as she held the phone tightly to her ears.âThatâs why I told my people to make it as unobtrusive as possible. Theyâd only observe you from the sidelines and step in only when youâre in need of help or in danger,â Sebastian assured her, his voice softening to dimensions he never even knew existed.His brow furrowed with concern as he understood Kourtneyâs fears. There was also the fact that he wanted his people to report every important detail of her everyday life to him, hence why he asked them to follow and guide her. But he did not want her to find out about that part, or the woman would label him a psychopath.He wanted to protect her and keep an eye on her as well,
As the evening approached, the sun began its descent, casting a golden glow over the Allen family's opulent villa. The atmosphere inside crackled with electric energy as it came alive. The grand and spacious living room, adorned with lavish furniture, was full of people. Among them stood the formidable figure of Florence Allen, Kourtneyâs grandmother and the Matriarch of the family whose presence commanded respect and obedience. Ever since the death of old master Robert Allen 9 years ago, Florence had been in charge of the family, ruling with an iron fist. She had set strict rules and expectations for everyone, ensuring they maintained the family's reputation and legacy. Her eldest Son, Luke, who happens to be Kourtneyâs dad, was her favorite child, yet she didn't hesitate to discipline him when needed. Tonight, every single member of the Allen family, totaling about forty, was currently present for the meeting. Even the servants were here too, because Florence believed they were a
As she stepped into the spotlight, Kourtney radiated an aura of confidence that commanded attention. Her choice of attire, a simple black crop top, and baggy sky-blue jeans, may have been casual, but her natural beauty and inner radiance shone through effortlessly. She was the epitome of timeless elegance, the kind of beauty who looked stunning in anything she wore.Her long, brown, cascading hair framed her face, accentuating her striking features. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of emerald green, sparkled with intelligence and curiosity. Kourtney's flawless complexion also seemed to glow naturally, as if she possessed an inner light that illuminated her from within. Her slender figure exuded grace and poise, a testament to her disciplined lifestyle and commitment to self-care.All eyes were fixed on her, eager to hear the words that had brought them all together on this momentous evening while Kathlyn bit her lips painfully. She was doing everything she possibly could to prevent her
âSebastian Woods????â the entire room seemed to scream in unison.âK-Kourtney, are you⊠what are you saying? What are you saying?â Grandma Florence stuttered in astonishment. The Old Womanâs face and whole countenance have turned pale as if she might catch a stroke any moment from now. Kourtney wondered if her precious granny would be able to handle such heavy news without passing out eventually. But she also knew that she had to proceed with the disclosure since Sebastian surely wouldn't be giving her any more time to spare. She sighed, her mind racing back to the whirlwind events that led to her marriage. âUhmm. Yes, Grandma. My husband really is that person - the famous CEO, Sebastian Woods.âGrandma Florence's funny reaction was priceless. Her face changed from shock to amazement and then to anger in a matter of seconds. Her eyes widened, her mouth dropped open, and her wrinkled hands trembled as she tried to process the shocking news that her granddaughter was spilling. It was
Sebastian had on a stony expression as he stared down at the bustling city from the highest floor of the Forbes skyscraper. Up close, he looked frightening, and his dark aura was dangerously unmatched. Due to some scheduling conflicts, his live interview has been delayed for over 3 hours, so right now, he was about to lose his last string of patience. But then... âSir, you have a call from Mrs Woods,â Jamieâs announcement, as if it had magic properties, brought him back to a relaxed state of mind. âMy Wife?â âYes, Sire. Itâs Mrs Woods calling.â Sebastian quickly grabbed the phone as if his life depended on it. The coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash. âHello?â came Kourtneyâs gloomy voice. âWhatâs wrong?â Sebastian asked, concern lacing his words. âMr Woods, I⊠I told my family about it. And guess what? Things didn't go well as planned. I feel terrible!â Kourtney sniffed, her words coming out in a babyish manner as if she wanted to be petted and comforted by her husba