Before Kourtney could respond, he stepped out of the car, circling around to open her door with that gentlemanly flair she’d come to expect.

The man was spoiling her rotten!

And why not?

His hand extended, and she couldn’t help but smile. It was such a “Sebastian” thing—always treating her like a princess and caring for her in ways that made her feel like she was living in a dream.

But the moment her heels clicked against the pavement, the dream turned chaotic…..

Camera flashes erupted like fireworks.

Paparazzi swarmed the entrance, their lenses trained on the power couple.

“Mrs. Woods! Over here!” one shouted, his voice sharp and eager....