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.

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

it was time

be like. No matter how late it got, he never

the rest of the

stepped over the threshold, still carrying a faint scent

noticed it instantly.

collecting his shirt and jacket. She then returned to

desk in the afternoon. I’ll also be going 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

here

froze, momentarily

it some more, the surprise

brush against her leg. “Oh, okay. I’ll

to walk past him, Bowen gently took her

of the corner of her eyes, she pursed her lips into

“Not without you.”

encircled her waist from behind, and his familiar scent enveloped her.

breath

that he slowly planted a kiss that traced its way from the back

around her body, getting closer

for some action, but it typically

restrained himself, just like he did with everyone else.

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

always just enough distance between

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

off her feet. She felt his legs guide them