Don’t Mess With the Rock Chicks

Chapter 1

“Bowen Evert, president of Earth Group, is reportedly engaged to Viona Gellar, the daughter of Oriental Group’s president, and will be getting married next month.”

Jolene Marsh had stumbled across this breaking news while out on the balcony. A lit cigarette hung loosely from her fingertips.

She enjoyed smoking a cigarette after s*x.

Bowen didn’t share her sentiment, though, so she always had to hide out on the balcony each time.

After she’d digested the news, she silently slid her phone. back into her pocket.

In the three years she’d been by Bowen’s side, she’d always been good at masking her emotions.

Anyone who glanced at her face would be unable to decipher a single hint of her inner thoughts.

She seemed unaffected, but this couldn’t be further from the truth. Rather, it felt like her heart was being crushed to a pulp.

She knew that this day would come sooner or later.

She also knew that she and Bowen were never going to happen. It was simply out of the question.

It was a fact she was aware of from the very beginning.

Footsteps sounded from behind her, and she hurriedly extinguished her cigarette against the balcony railing. With one hand still holding the stub, she lifted the other to wave through the air and disperse the lingering smoke.

When she finally turned, she was greeted by Bowen at the balcony’s doorway.

through the glass door, Jolene shot him a smile, taking in his tall figure

knew it was time for

matter how late it got, he never ceased to return home.

rest of the

stepped over the threshold, still carrying a faint scent

it

collecting his shirt and jacket. She then returned to his side to

to Vatin Company tomorrow morning to finalize some details with Mr. Smith.” She then got up on her tiptoes to wrap the tie around his neck. Suddenly,

here tonight.‘

froze, momentarily

about it some more, the surprise died

she allowed her arm to drop, feeling the tie brush against her leg.

him, Bowen gently took

corner of her eyes, she pursed her lips into a slight smile. “What’s

“Not without you.”

waist from behind, and his

breath stop

that traced its way from the back of her neck to the front of her

tightly around her body, getting closer

was always eager for some action, but it typically never went further than

like he did with

not too far. Not too cold, not too hot.

was always just enough distance between them.

finally within reach, she’d stretch her hand out only for it to come

as the man swept her off her feet. She