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.

him a smile, taking in his tall figure and

knew it was time for him to go.

should be like. No matter how late it got, he

the rest of

stepped over the threshold, still

it instantly.

collecting his shirt and jacket. She then returned to his side to help him get dressed. This was their

“Drive carefully. By the way, I left the Toyar Company contract on your desk in the afternoon. I’ll also be going to Vatin Company tomorrow morning to finalize some details with Mr.

staying here

froze, momentarily

it some more,

arm to drop, feeling the tie brush against her

walk past him,

she pursed her lips into a slight smile. “What’s wrong? Don’t you want

“Not without you.”

encircled her waist from behind, and his familiar scent

her breath stop short.

was at that moment that he slowly planted a kiss that traced its

was like a snake wrapping tightly around her body, getting closer and

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

just like he

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

enough

reach, she’d stretch her hand

her eyes to fall shut as the man swept her off her feet. She felt his legs guide them toward the