Vivian faced her stepfather, her eyes red and swollen from tears. She knew that any resistance now could lead to undesirable consequences. While fear gripped her heart, she was determined to stay calm."Stepfather," Vivian said, her voice unwavering. "We can talk about everything without resorting to these terrifying methods."Her stepfather, John, let out a chilling laugh, a far cry from his former self. "Vivian, you're living in your own world with those delusions. You should listen to me, young lady."Vivian struggled to breathe evenly to control her emotions. "Stepfather, I don't understand why you and Mom are doing this. We can talk, discuss everything, and find a way to resolve this."John approached Vivian, holding the syringe. "Vivian, if you keep talking, I'll shoot you instead of injecting drugs into you!"Vivian's heart pounded as she continued to stall, hoping for the moment she had been waiting for. Just as her hope seemed to be fading, when her stepfather cornered her ag
The next morning, Vivian stirred from a dream, ensconced within the warmth of Louis's arms. Opening her eyes, she found his gaze already on her, a sleepy softness still evident. Her heart swelled with emotion, memories of the previous day flooding back — the perilous moment when she had almost lost him forever.With clarity, she understood the depth of her feelings for Louis and cherished the protective comfort of his embrace.Noticing the glint of tears in her eyes, Louis delicately brushed them away with his thumb, murmuring, "It's okay now. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."Hearing those words, Vivian's heart fluttered. She recalled the obstacles they had overcome to be together.Louis gently cradled Vivian's face, drawing her closer. Their lips met in a whisper of a kiss, teasing and tender. Breaking away, she let out a soft laugh, standing and wrapping herself in a blanket. She threw a playful glance towards the bed, where Louis lay exposed."Seems you're feeling quite free
Vivian and Louis flew back to the city the next day. Her life returned to its usual, peaceful rhythm.Louis sat in silent contemplation in the car on the way to work, occasionally adjusting the steering wheel. "Do you want to meet my parents?" he asked, breaking the silence with a glance towards Vivian.Vivian was taken aback by Louis' suggestion. It felt like a tempest was raging inside her, consuming her entire being. She was plagued by anxiety, uncertainty, and the looming fear of encountering potential prejudices against her. At the same time, she yearned to take on this challenge.She paused for a moment, swallowed the knot in her throat, and replied, "Yes, I would like to meet them."Louis looked at Vivian and gently placed his hand on hers. "Don't be concerned. "You'll be fine."Her worries, however, remained deep within her. Vivian realized she was about to enter a battle surrounded by the elite, where she would be the only unarmed combatant.Louis's family mansion was hidden
Vivian remained silent and contemplative as Louis drove away from the grand mansion and onto the winding roads. Her introspection had been heightened by the unexpected meeting at the mansion.Louis finally broke the silence after what seemed like an eternity. "Vivian," he started cautiously.She turned to face him, her gaze drawn to the expression on his face. "What's on your mind, Louis?"He took a deep breath and said. "You see, Amanda Evans is very close to my mother, almost as if she were her daughter. I hadn't expected to see both of them today."Vivian blinked in surprise, then teased, "You afraid I'd get mad, bae?"Louis looked her in the eyes with tenderness. "I just wanted to protect you.""I believe that if I chose to be with you, I'd have to face those who wish me harm," she said firmly. I'm no longer afraid because you're by my side."Vivian tightened her grip on his hand in response. Whatever the future held for them, they would face it together.When Louis's car pulled u
Amanda had consumed far too much, and her usual poised demeanor had now crumbled into a state of disarray. "There, it's going to be all right," Emma reassured, her voice a gentle whisper. Amanda raised her head, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Brian... he treats me so terribly," she choked out, her voice quivering. "He still loves Vivian." I can feel it. I'm just... not enough for him. I want to get back at him." "And Vivian, too," Emma sneered. She must have reconnected with Brian. She's always been that way." "But I adore him, Emma." I really do. "How can I be so stupid?" Amanda muttered, her voice nearly drowned out by the din of the bar. "And as for Vivian, she's now Louis Morris' girlfriend," Amanda continued, taking another sip of her drink. I'll find any way I can to tell his mother and tear them apart. Vivian doesn't deserve such good fortune!" Emma's eyes flashed with rage when she heard the name Louis Morris, a wave of jealousy engulfing her mind. "She's a harl
Vivian entered Louis's office, bathed in gentle light and the fresh scent of new books. She smiled softly, gracefully walked over, and settled onto his lap, her lips finding his naturally. However, there was something unusual in Louis’s embrace, and his eyes seemed pensive.Vivian looked deep into his eyes, sensing a hidden mystery. “Louis, are you alright?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.He avoided her gaze, “Oh, it’s just work, a bit stressful.”Vivian, knowing Louis too well, didn’t believe his words. She knew he wasn’t one to be easily worn down by work. But she didn’t want to push him to reveal something he might not want to, so she accepted his explanation.Suddenly, Louis asked a question that took her aback, “What would you think if we got married?”His question made her heart pound, but it also filled her with anxiety. “Louis, is your family opposing our relationship?” she cautiously asked.“No, it’s not that,” he shook his head, his voice firm yet his eyes held a
Upon arriving home, Vivian and Louis immediately embraced each other as if seeking a lifesaver amidst the vast ocean of emotions. Their breathing became rapid, and their lips met in a fervent kiss.Louis’s hands roamed over Vivian’s body, skillfully pulling her dress down to let it fall to the floor. He lifted her effortlessly and gave her a kiss on her forehead.Vivian giggled, her cheeks turning a rosy red like a child’s. Her arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him as if wanting to fuse into him.Gently, Louis laid Vivian down on the soft mattress, his eyes gradually consumed by desire. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, betraying his longing.Vivian smiled mischievously, arching her body up to him. Her hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his bare chest. As his shirt fell away, her tongue traced the contours of his chest, tasting the sweet cherry of his skin. Her eyes, full of seduction, locked onto his.Louis’s breathing became more urgent, his restraint breaking.
Vanessa, holding her coffee cup, approached Louis and placed it on his table with a sly smile on her lips. Louis noticed her but opted for indifference. His mind was swamped with thoughts, and Vanessa’s presence felt utterly unnecessary. “So, you finally proposed to Vivian, huh?” Vanessa spoke, her voice dripping with a sweetness that Louis instantly recognized as fake. He simply nodded, keeping his responses short and his emotions under control. Undiscouraged by his lack of enthusiasm, Vanessa continued, “She must be on cloud nine, right? A wedding is every girl's dream. But she'll be disappointed soon enough." Louis finally responded, “I’ve done everything according to the plan. What more do you want?” The smile quickly faded from Vanessa’s face, her words now laced with sarcasm, “You love her? You’re having second thoughts, aren’t you? You’ve forgotten everything my sister went through, haven’t you? You’ve forgotten your promise, haven’t you, Louis...” Louis locked his gaze on