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.

door, Jolene shot him a smile, taking in his tall

time for

every good son should be like. No matter how late

the rest

open the door and stepped over the threshold, still carrying a faint

it instantly.

and jacket. She then returned to his side to help him get dressed.

your desk in the afternoon. I’ll also be going to Vatin Company tomorrow morning to finalize some

here tonight.‘

froze, momentarily stunned.

it some

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

she moved to walk past him, Bowen gently

eyes, she pursed her lips into a slight smile. “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to wash up?

“Not without you.”

her waist from behind, and his familiar

felt her breath

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

tightly around her body, getting

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

himself, just like he did with everyone else.

Not too cold, not too

just enough distance between

finally within reach, she’d stretch her hand

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