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.

smile, taking in his tall figure and the robe draped over his

was time

matter how late it got,

Jolene would spend the rest of the night by herself. Alone.

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

noticed it instantly.

past him and toward the coat rack, carefully collecting his shirt and jacket. She then returned to his

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 neck. Suddenly, she heard a soft

here tonight.‘

froze, momentarily

it some

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

moved to walk past him,

she pursed her lips into a slight smile.

“Not without you.”

her waist from behind, and his

felt her breath stop

that traced its way from the

her body, getting closer and

but it typically never went further than twice a night.

himself, just like he did with

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

always just enough

was finally within reach, she’d stretch her

off her feet. She felt his legs guide