Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 171 Chapter 171 A 60 50 vouchers Every time Whitney ran into Klein, she wanted to speak up, but always ended up biting her tongue. This Saturday, Klein made a rare suggestion. "Want to hang out this weekend, just the two of us?" Whitney shook her head. "I've got to work overtime at the office today. It probably won't be done until the afternoon. Let's do it tomorrow instead. Maybe catch a movie?" Klein had really seemed to enjoy the last movie they watched, so Whitney, feeling guilty about what she'd done, subconsciously tried to make it up to him. Klein gave a playful smile.

"Alright, any idea what movie you want to see?" Whitney pushed his face away as he leaned in. "You pick. Whatever you want, I'm in." Klein's eyes narrowed. "Really? I get to choose anything?" "Yeah, you're in charge," Whitney said. After Whitney left, Klein sat down at his computer and started browsing through movies, searching for the perfect one. Finally, he remembered Eric's chain of movie theaters. So, early Saturday morning, Klein gave Eric a call. "You want the whole place to yourselves?" Eric asked, a little surprised. "Sure, but honestly, it's a bit much for just the two of you.

How about I hook you up with a VIP private room? It's perfect for two, and you can pick whatever movie you want," Eric suggested. Eric added, "You guys will have total privacy. No one's gonna interrupt." Klein was speechless. "Come on, what are you even suggesting? Do I look like that kind of man? Eric, you owe me an apology!" Klein shot back. Eric was confused. 'Apologize? For what? I didn't say anything!' Eric thought, feeling wronged. 'Heavens, give me justice!' Eric pleaded. "Alright, Klein, I was wrong. How about I send you half a million dollars?" Eric said, trying to make amends.

Klein thought for a second. "Make it one million. Maybe then I'll let your disrespect slide." 'One million and he's acting like he's doing me a favor? I've never seen anyone more wicked than Klein,' Eric grumbled to himself. 17:52 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 171 Still annoyed, Eric muttered curses as he wired one million dollars to Klein, and even arranged for a private VIP room just for him. Eric couldn't believe he'd just blown one million for no good reason. 'No way I'm letting that money go to waste. I've got to figure out how to get it back, he grumbled to himself.

Three hours later, Oliver got a call from Eric. "Hello?" Oliver answered, sounding totally drained. "What, you finally thought of me?" Out of all his friends, two were married, and one was secretly dating someone. That just left him, the only loser who couldn't even get himself a date. "Well, did you finally get with that superstar?" Eric teased. His question just made Oliver feel even more bitter. "What do you think? You guys are all living in bliss. No one even cares if I live or die, Oliver complained. "Don't say I never got your back, man. I just bought a yacht I haven't even used yet.

You get to break it in first?" Eric said. "Just convince your superstar to come aboard. The two of you spending a couple days out at sea. How romantic is that? You'll definitely patch things up!" Eric added. Oliver's eyes lit up. "For real?" "Absolutely! Would I ever lie to you?" Eric said, dead serious. Oliver totally believed him. "But you know, there are crew members on the yacht. You're not expecting me to cover their salaries, are you?" Eric said. Oliver barely had time to smile before his face darkened. "Alright, I'll pay. How much is it?" "One hundred," Eric replied.

Oliver raised his eyebrows, skeptical. "Seriously? That cheap? For a yacht that size, and just one crew member? Sounds like you're underpaying them. Careful, or you'll get sued!" Eric stared at the payment notification, thinking, 'Man, he must have been single way too long. Is he stupid or something?' "Bro, what are you doing? I meant, one million and one hundred thousand dollars! You're the second son of the Grant family, and you only sent me one hundred bucks? Seriously?" Eric said. Oliver was speechless. Eric, now with the money in his account, hung up the phone with a satisfied grin.

'Not bad. I just made one hundred thousand dollars. Definitely not bad, Eric thought to himself. Chapter 171 'Not bad at all!' Est 55 vouchers By the time Whitney finished her exam, it was already five. She swung by the bookstore and grabbed a couple of cookbooks. She was thinking of cooking something for Klein sometime soon, so she could talk things over with him. Doing the cooking herself would show him she really meant it. But while she was browsing the cookbooks, her phone buzzed with a call from Klein. "Are you done with work? I'm outside your office building," Klein said.

Whitney's heart skipped a beat. "Oh, I'm not at the office anymore. I just stepped out." Klein's face darkened. "You just left?" "Yeah, I did," Whitney replied. It was Whitney's first time lying, and her guilty conscience was acting up. Klein's eyes grew thoughtful as he got lost in his own head. He'd been waiting outside her office for an hour, not wanting to bug her while she was working, so he'd called at five. But if she'd just left, how come he didn't see her walk out? Klein pursed his lips. "Alright, where are you now?" "I'm at the bookstore. Want to come over?" Whitney said.

Klein couldn't help but chuckle. 'Guess I was just being paranoid,' he thought. He hit the gas. "Wait for me. I'll be there in a sec." ***** Whitney 'stood waiting for him at the door, grinning from ear to ear. Klein hopped out and opened the car door for her. "Why didn't you wait inside?" She flashed him a playful smile. "I just couldn't wait to see you, so I had to wait out here." Hearing her sweet words, Klein couldn't help but steal another look at her, totally captivated. "How about we go soak in a private hot spring tonight? There's a really nice suite nearby, just right for relaxing.

Besides, they've got a private screening room. What do you think?" Klein offered gently. Whitney hadn't expected him to be so considerate. It really caught her off guard. Chapter 1/1 "That sounds wonderful," Whitney agreed with a smile. Klein reached for her bag, wanting to put it in the back seat, but Whitney dodged him and pulled it back before he could touch it. "It's fine. It's not heavy. I can carry it myself," she said. Inside her bag were the new cookbooks she'd just bought, along with her exam ticket.

She knew Klein would never actually look through her bag, but she just couldn't help feeling guilty. 'What should I do?' she fretted. Klein frowned slightly. "What, you hiding money in there or something?" Whitney realized she was being a little dramatic. "Nope, nothing special. Here, if you like it so much, it's all yours." Klein leaned in, gave her a quick kiss, and whispered in a husky, teasing voice, "Just wait till tonight. I'm not letting you off easy." And just like that, the whole bag thing was forgotten.

***** As night fell, Whitney looked at the swimsuit Klein had picked out for her, speechless. "You seriously want me to wear this in the hot spring?" she snapped. Klein just shrugged, totally unfazed. "It's a private hot spring. No one's coming in, trust me. They wouldn't dare." "Once you're in the water, no one can see a thing. And when you get out, I'll be right here to wrap you up in a towel." His explanation sounded flawless, but she just knew he was up to something. "Wearing this is basically the same as wearing nothing," she complained.

Klein stepped closer, slipped his arm around her waist, his eyes burning with desire. "Honey, I want to see you in it. Go change for me, will you?" 'She'd look even better with nothing on,' Klein thought. 'But seeing her in it, and then ripping it off? That's a real treat,' he mused. Back in the day, Whitney would've shot him down without a second thought. But now, with guilt gnawing at her, she just couldn't bring herself to refuse.

Even though she really didn't want to, she bit her lips, paused, and finally muttered, "Alright." Whitney came out wrapped up in a thick towel, bundled up so tightly one could barely see anything. Klein didn't mind one bit. Chapter 171 'She'll have to take it off soon anyway, he thought, amused. BS vouchers Klein slid open the glass door, and inside the private hot spring, just big enough for two, white stearn curled and lingered in the air. The spring water was crystal clear, with tiny bubbles rising and swirling gently beneath the surface.

Without a second thought, Klein loosened his robe, revealing his toned physique, and stepped straight into the pool. Whitney stuck out her foot and dipped her toes into the pool, checking if the temperature was just right. Klein laughed under his breath. "It's not too hot." The swirling steam made Whitney's cheeks turn pink. She shot him a look, "Why are you staring at me? Turn around." They'd done way more intimate things before, but being this bare and naked with him still made her blush with embarrassment. "Honey, I want to see you," Klein said, his voice low and teasing.

Whitney finally gave in to his teasing. She slipped off her robe and hung it on the rack by the pool. The sheer fabric barely covered her fair skin, every curve showing through, just enough to make Klein lose his mind. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. He just stared, completely stunned. "Get in the water, honey," he said, his voice deep and magnetic. The moment she stepped in, he swept her right into his arms. "You're absolutely stunning," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. 'Nothing is more tempting than seeing her like this, half-naked,' he Klein thought, nearly losing control.

He gently traced his tongue along the fair-skinned nape of her neck, and she instantly went limp in his arms. "Klein, stop messing around," she pouted, her voice soft and pleading. Her delicate little whimper just made his heart itch even more. Klein shot her a devilish grin. "Alright, honey, guess I'll have to get started then." Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.