Novels by Vivian

Jacob groaned and flipped her over. Scarlette's back hit the mattress, and she looked up to stare at him. For a moment, she stopped breathing because his eyes told her how enamored he was with her. It was incredible. Did Griffin look at her this way? She couldn't remember anymore. Scarlette's legs crossed over his hips as Jacob settled himself firmly between her thighs. He firmly pushed his palms against the mattress, his eyes bored into her soul. "Tell me again." Scarlett gulped. She knew what he meant, but she decided to play dumb. "Tell you what?" "You know what I'm asking. You are a smart woman, Scarlett. Much smarter than Griffin gives you credit for. So tell me." Charlotte was a little scared. Her hips trembled underneath him as he brushed his cock over her wet entrance. "Stop playing games with me. I want you inside me now. Isn't that enough for you?" The tip of his cock pushed inside her a bit and a small smile teased his lips. She had felt his length filling her merely

Scarlett's plan had been to fool Jacob into thinking she was interested in him and stab him with something sharp. Her mind and body belonged to Griffin, but her resolve weakened when Jacob eyed her with lust.While the mafia boss of the brothers resembled his twin, there was a gleam of arrogance in Jacob's eyes that Scarlett couldn't resist. And his cock? It was stiff and ready for her, throbbing and angry. It would be so easy to just let it slip inside...Scarlett's pussy was clenching already, wanting Jacob to fill it. It would be so easy to use him to reach an orgasm. She bet it wouldn't take much riding to achieve that great peak of pleasure.No!What was she even thinking?!She wouldn't fall for the temptation!Bad, Scarlett!Even if she was in pure physical pain from resisting Jacob. The evil genius didn't even make an effort to cover himself. He seemed to love the attention he was getting and smirked. "Are you offering to suck my cock, Scarlett?" Jacob asked with a glimmer i

It was odd lying curled up next to Jacob. Scarlett had spent a good hour cleaning him in the shower, and now she was surrounded by his heat. Jacob's arms were tightly wrapped around her petite body— Well... Scarlett wasn't small. Her stomach was a large bump, and she wasn't precisely skinny since she was close to giving birth, but she was a dwarf compared to Jacob. He was as tall as Griffin, and his take-what-he-wanted personality made him seem larger-than-life. He was cocky and arrogant but also had a more playful side. He was... Weird. "Lying like this and smelling your hair makes me wish I was the good brother... I really, really love holding you like this, love..." Jacob grunted and nuzzled closer to Scarlett. "Griffin is a lucky man to have stolen your heart. You're so beautiful." For some reason, her cheeks burned. "I'm not beautiful." "Yes, you are, love..." Jacob mumbled into Scarlett's hair. One of his giant paws was resting on her baby bump, and his cock presse

To claim tonight was weird was the biggest understatement of the entire freaking year. This whole situation was surreal. Scarlett was sitting on a king-sized bed inside a locked master bedroom. The furniture was expensive, and the room was fancy. She was alone with Jacob, who was taking off his clothes."Since you possess no actual harm to me, I don't even think I need to be equipped with a gun. You won't hurt me, Scarlett. But if you were stupid enough to try something in your sleep, I have men outside that door to finish you off. So be smart."Jacob threw his t-shirt on the floor, and Scarlett averted her eyes hastily to not stare at his ripped physique. She eyed the door with a racing heart. Getting out of here was the main priority, but she knew her chances of escaping were slim to none. It would be better to play house for now. Her eyes flitted back to Jacob, and she gulped. Holy shit.Okay, regardless of what she thought of the man's personality, Jacob was ridiculously attr

This had to be the sickest dinner Scarlett had ever been invited to.Jacob sat at the other long end of the table, fixing his tie and putting on an apron to not spill food over his clothes. He looked like a kid getting ready for Christmas dinner, smiling radiantly at her. Yet Scarlett knew better than to translate his expression into anything remotely friendly. Jacob was a psychopath. The proof would be that Griffin sat at the table, too, a gun to his head and a sullen expression on his bruised face. He didn't look happy, and if looks could kill, Jacob would be dead.And Scarlett herself?A guard stood behind her, ready to shoot her if she even attempted to leave the goddamn dinner table. Not that Scarlett thought Jacob would kill her, not when the freak wanted one of her children.He was indeed a sick man. Devastatingly handsome with a face identical to the man she loved, but totally whack-a-mole crazy."Are you ready for the appetizers?" Jacob asked, leaning his chin against the

Scarlett narrowed her eyes and roared. "That is not even blood on your face! It tastes and smells like ketchup. Who the hell are you?!" The answer was obvious and burned in her mind. Yet Scarlett didn't want to believe it. Couldn't accept that she had let another man who wasn't Griffin go down at her. The guy smirking at her now had looked and acted the same way—how was she supposed to know he was Griffin's twin brother in disguise. What was his name again? Jacob! "You've finally figured it out, huh?" His eyes glowed in the faint streetlight coming in through the window. "Yes, I'm not Griffin, and this is indeed ketchup. I thought it would be fun to play games with you and see if you would fall for them. And the price?" Jacob licked his lips in the dark, savoring her taste on his lips. He looked like a predator, and Scarlett was the meat. It made anger rise in her chest, disgust too. How could she have let this happen?! She was so mad at herself! "You're a sick man! A fucking