Hey my peeps, I'm back with a new chapter. Sorry for the late update. I was going to post it after I posted my new story ,but I changed the last part because to me, my first version sucked. Well, to me it did. I don't really do lust slash douche scenes like that in that field. I mostly do Kogan romance not just plain lust ,so I'm a bit rusty. I'm sorry it that part will turn out weird but it will get better in the newer chapters. I promise. It's probably a one time thing. Also, I decided to break this up into two chapters because I didn't want it to be 4 thousand words. I will hopefully post part 2 tomorrow. If not then, the day after tomorrow for sure. Plus, this will be a bit off track, this is Kendall's thoughts before he got to the office and met Beau so just warning you. I want no confusion. Anyway, thanks for sticking with me. Thanks for all the love y'all have given me especially winterschild11 for checking out my story. That's my new friend y'all. She has a gift for words and you should try reading her story, great, page turner. I'm entirely grateful. Anyway, I wants reviews good or bad. I don't care. Well, I'm surprised, I haven't got one bad review since I started. I intend to keep it that way ,but criticism is love in a strange way of course. Anyway, follow, favorite ,and review or rapid dogs will eat your feet. Just kidding keep bringing me that fan-fiction love and I'll keep posting. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!?

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(Chapter 6 - Betrayal ,Part 1)

(Kendall's P. O. V)

I woke up from my spot on the bed and couldn't help ,but let my mind flood with thoughts about work, and my supposedly new merger with Beau Harris. He was extremely handsome. He was supposed to be signing onto my company. After his last merger went bankrupt due to acquisition of the bank before he could sign, he called us and said we were the next best thing ,so that was that. Jo thought it was a great idea, considering it would spark a lot of our sales ten-fold, and increase our business revenue. Things were so hectic this quarter, I needed all the help I could get.

I ran a hand over my face, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and noticed the empty space in the bed. I frowned, looking upon my wedding ring. It's been two days and Logan still hasn't come home. I really needed to talk t him. I asked Carlos and he hadn't seen him since last night. He didn't want to come home, but I didn't blame him. I probably really pissed him off. We never fought like that, us screaming at each other resurfaced in my mind. I felt terrible. Tears slid down my face as I stood, walking to the bathroom to take a shower. After I finished, I got dressed with thoughts of what I was going to say to my beloved husband. I drove silently ,as I held back tears as the memories of our marriage flooded with them. I sighed as I tried to pull myself together I held my things tightly.

I put on a fake smile, trying to mask my pain and sorrow as I walked inside of the multi glass building. Also, known as my company Knight Corp. I strode through the halls as I reached my destination, entering the meeting room. There he was again, he sat in one of the many black chairs that gracefully ran down both sides of the long cherry-wood table, as he went through the manila folder in his shiny tan-sh suitcase that complimented his beige suit perfectly. I cleared my throat ,catching his attention quickly. I looked at him ,slightly amazed. No one came in here before me , ever.

"Wow, I don't really expect any of my clients until nine." He closed the suitcase, securely as he stood.

"Oh sorry, Pardon me, then. Your receptionist let me in.' showing me his charming, dashing pearly white smile, as he walked over to me.

"You're forgiven." I instantly recognized him. His father owned almost half of the lower city's businesses. Not To Mention, the rightful owner and cover of his own magazine every month. He was very successful here. Hell, if you got a college recommendation letter from him , the university would shit bricks. I mean, the hell.

"You are the son of Charles Harris, I presume." He nodded.

"Yep, It would seem so." Dang

"But, to be in the presence of such as yourself is a pure honorable experience beyond any of my fathers' doing, of course." as he kissed the back of my hand ,and it felt like my entire mind went on vacation. Of course, I expected this. There was no doubt that he was a proud bi man. He charmed any and everything he could ,as so I've heard. I mean, how do you think the businesses liked him and became successful in under a fat second after his fathers' passing, but it didn't stop my heart from fluttering. Kendall, control yourself. You have a husband, you ass.

"What was that?" Way to sound smart, Kendall. A small soft ring hit my ears, snapping me out of my trance.

"I'm sorry to cut this meeting short ,but I have to meet up with some more cooperate vendors in the next 30mins ,so I have to run, but I would be very happy if we discussed this over dinner at my place, if you don't mind?" Hell yeah, I do mind, my heart screamed , but my mind ignored this.

"No, of course. It's fine.'

"Perfect." I shook his hand.

"It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Harris. I said, trying to hide my already deep evident blush.

"Please, call me ,Beau and trust me, the pleasure is all mine." as he let it go and walked out of my meeting room, leaving me completely bewildered.

"Man, he's cute." Tony said, popping into the doorway. "So, how did it go?"

"Well."

"Good, because, I'm pretty sure Jo just slapped one of your clients ." I looked at him horror as he left me alone, mind-boggling. A second later, he popped in again.

"Oh, and good luck on your date." as he left the doorway.

"It's not a date." I yelled after him. His voice echoed through the empty halls.

"Yeah, keep thinking that Knight." not noticing the evident smirk on his lips, as he walked down the halls. It was just two businessman handling business, nothing more. Right? Man, I'm so screwed.


The silver-glossed car drove in the dark misty night as the lights danced and illuminated over it making a beautiful eerie light as I met my destination. I was supposed to be meeting him about the arrangements of our business deal. I checked my watch, as he drove into the parking lot, parking it. I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. I stepped out of the Sedan as I approached the building. I took the elevator, admiring the immaculate decor on the way up. Coranba La Vista. It was more of an High-end penthouse estate. It cos-ted millions just to stay here. The superstars enjoyed it. I stayed at a lot of them when I had to do tours and I couldn't find a hotel that wasn't booked due to my shows. My hands slid in my pockets as I approached his at the very top of the building. I knocked on the door and was politely greeted with his warm smile.

"Oh, you're here early." as he opened the door wider. I scanned the room and the view from this room was absolutely beautiful and magnificent in every possible way. You could see every curve, dip, and split in the many waves of L. A . The lights showered the city in a huge light show of brilliant, glamorous colors, heightening every crevice of the city. Just to see the lights of the cars and the stars above light up the highway in a treacherous, unbelievable dance of fireworks glow across the magnificent night sky and the city below, made my spirit melt at the site in front of me.

I smiled as I looked at the all white furniture and the candles that lit the end -tables, lighting the room only slightly, as the sweet aroma of them filled my nostrils, calming my nerves, putting them in a peaceful state of of my mind. I also marveled at the sterling steel appliances that lined the open kitchen. A 60in. Smart TV sat across the wall of the front room and the bright black marbled floor with a tan-sh area rug with matching walls. The furniture screamed modern, but simple and , exquisite. The beautiful crystal chandelier swung above the big room. It was all perfectly gorgeous. It also screamed business, professionalism, and purely expensive taste. I was a singer, I should know about expensive. I looked at him.

"How about I show you the dining room?" I nodded as he opened the glass double-doors to another dim room, tat was clearly lit by candlelight. It was only lit by the candles on the table, me inhaling the different sweet aroma and scent ,and change of atmosphere. I sat in the seat he brought out for me and watched as he sat sat in the seat facing me down the other end of the table. The silverware was properly placed and the food looked equitably prepared.

"Beau, uh this is a bit-"

"Unprofessional and purely unconventional in every unique possible way." he said, cutting me off and taking a bite of his food.

"I was gonna say, unexpected, but that works ,too." slightly surprised at his accusation.

"You can't bring in proper business with poor performance, now can you." he said. I smiled.

"I suppose you can't." I said, catching his friendly white smile. The evening went quite smoothly. We both came to many common elements about our companies and soon I just strangely just found myself just talking to him, sitting on a plush white couch, drinking red imported wine. Finding that we shared a lot of common interests at heart. I found myself falling more and more intrigued by him. More and more falling into his cooperate hypnotic trance. Such as his stunningly, egotistical persona. I couldn't help but laugh at his response.

"What, it's true. It wasn't always my dream to run my fathers' business. I was more of an unruly type of guy. This was not in my future plans."

"it's just kinda hard to believe, considering you used the word pardon when you first met me." he chuckled.

"So you're saying, you can't have a hard up personality and still be polite."

"Well, yes and no. It's either one or the other with you anyway."

"Oh, that's cold."

"What, you just don't look like the type. Before, I got with Logan, there were lots of undercover pure blown douches in my hands ,so I'm pretty sure a guy like you would have never crossed my path, considering what you just told me." I said, blushing that I actually told him that.

"How did you meet Logan , anyway. I mean your marriage seems a bit unlikely."

"What do you mean?" I said, trying to figure out what he meant.

" I mean your whole superstar vibe and you marrying a doctor is a bit of a surprise." I sighed.

"It surprised me ,too, at first. We were best-friends and I just somehow fell in love with him. I truly had no intention to ,but I couldn't help it. He was so sweet, and considerate, smart. I just fell. It was just the connection we shared. I couldn't bring myself to ever let it go, and after it happened, in no unique way was it strange to either of us. It eventually just stuck. It morphed into a strong love I can't even begin to describe it. It's special and very important to the both of us. To me."

I couldn't help ,but smile when I thought of all we've been through together. All they accomplished being friends, lovers.

"Yeah."

"Well, he's a lucky man to have someone as gorgeous as you by his side." Here comes that blush again ,as I felt it creep upon my cheeks, showing the embarrassment clearly evident on my cheeks.

"Yeah, I guess."

A guy of pure confidence and heart, smart, articulent and has a love of life, Not to mention, an amazing singing voice like yours is lucky to be your husband and should be proud to love you. All of you." as I turned and noticed he was abnormally close to me, and I found myself lost in his eyes, as he inched closer to me. My heart thudding loudly in my ears, ignoring all my panicking thoughts. My world completely stopped as he touched my cheek. Before, I knew it, his small firm lips pressed onto my soft, angelic ones in a lustful passion. Knowing deep in my soul, I was making an absolute big mistake.


Well, that was all. I hope y'all liked it. I'll try to post the other chapter tomorrow, if I can. I was trying to make him actually seduce Ken instead of being a complete douche like my original vision. I hope this was better. Anyway, soon it will be secrets for all couples. It will happen very soon. I hope this is worthy of good favorites, follows, and reviews. Anyway, thanks for reading. It's finally time for me to go to sleep. Goodnight. Love ya, hugs and kisses – Genora.