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.

Jolene shot him a smile, taking in his tall figure and the robe draped over his broad

was time for him to go.

what every good son should be like. No matter how late

spend the rest of the night by herself. Alone.

stepped over the threshold, still carrying a faint

noticed it instantly.

jacket. She then returned to his side

Company tomorrow morning to finalize some details

staying here

momentarily stunned.

it some more,

her arm to drop, feeling the tie brush against her leg. “Oh, okay. I’ll get the water

him, Bowen gently

her lips into a slight smile.

“Not without you.”

arms encircled her waist from behind, and his familiar

breath stop

its way from the back of her neck to the front of her chest.

snake wrapping tightly around her

eager for some action, but it typically never went

just like he

too far. Not too cold, not

just enough

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

shut as the man swept her off her feet. She felt his legs guide them