Novels by Vivienne

IRIS I sat there, waiting for the punchline. Maybe he was messing with me, maybe he was just throwing in a light joke and I was supposed to laugh.But nothing about this felt funny to me. The silence between us was suffocating as Maverick’s grey eyes stayed locked on mine, unwavering. Expectant.Marriage was one thing I could put my foot in. I’d been married before, I could do it again especially if it was a means to an end.But a child?My stomach clenched, and I gripped the edge of the table, struggling to keep my breathing even. A panic attack would be the worst way to end this night.Maverick had no idea. No idea what he was really asking of me.“Iris…” he trailed off. “I know this is a lot to dump on you, and if you’re not okay with this, we can call it off. I promise.”I swallowed, my throat dry. “You—” My voice cracked, and I cleared my throat, forcing the words out.. “You need to get married and have a child? That’s the condition?”Maverick nodded, his gaze assessing my face

MAVERICK Iris watched me expectantly, waiting for me to tell her the reason I wanted her to marry me in order to carry out my revenge plan.It was such an easy thing to do, yet I hesitated to speak. The emotional part of everything was a long-gone phase, and all I felt was just anger. Anger towards my brother, and my father.I would tell Iris all that she needed to know, but I wasn't about to delve into my past with someone I didn't know.Where do I start?“Did Sebastian ever tell you that he was next in line to be the CEO after my father stepped down?”She chewed on her bottom lip as she considered my question. Iris had no idea how attractive the little things she unconsciously did were.“Um, yeah. A few weeks before the divorce,” she looked away from me, but not before I saw the pained expression on her face and noticed the way her voice cracked at the word ‘divorce’. “He was excited about taking over from your father. He was always obsessed with being CEO, he just…”She turned bac

IRIS “I think you should accept his offer,” Megan blurted.I paused, a forkful of spaghetti halfway to my mouth. Slowly, I dropped it back onto the plate, taking my time to shoot her a glare.Either Megan was oblivious to my glare or she just didn’t care, but she didn't stop eating.“What?” She looked at me then, shrugging, her eyes slightly wide. “I think you should marry him—”“Megan…”“Hold up,” she cut me short. “I’m not done. He’s paying you what? A hundred million? I’m just saying, you can ask him to double it. Milk him for what he’s got. That is a lot of money, Iris.”“I’m not marrying my daughter’s father, Megan. And to think it’s all just for what? Revenge? This is a marriage we’re talking about. Marriage to my ex-husband’s ‘brother’. I want nothing to do with that family.”I told Maverick that I was going to think about it, which I had been doing in the last three days since I got back, weighing the pros and the cons. Because as much as I wanted revenge, I couldn't go on w

IRIS I couldn’t have heard him right. I mean, there was no way in hell a man that I had known for all of one night was asking me to marry him. “What?” I tried to make my voice sharp but it came out as a whisper. Maverick leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His dark hair fell over his brows and he brushed it back, smiling darkly. “You heard me.” A laugh burst from my mouth. This man was truly, definitely insane. “Are you on something?” I asked. “Tell me, what is it?” If I wasn't observing him so closely at that moment, I would not have noticed the way his jaw clenched and the dark look that crossed his face. It was gone before I could even register it. Did I hit a nerve? The air in the cabin was suffocating. I was in this space with a man I barely knew, who was clearly out of his mind. I wanted no part of this. “I’m not joking, Iris.” Calm down. Deep breaths, I told myself. Inhale, exhale, just breathe… I swallowed, searching his face for any sign that he was m

MAVERICK It didn't take long for me to find out what Mia’s actual name was. In only a matter of days, I’d found out her name, where she worked, and I’d also found out that she had been married to my brother. And that the night we slept together was the night of their divorce. I never forgot how broken she was that night. How undesirable Sebastian had made her feel that she didn't mind running into the arms of a stranger. And she was beautiful. So fucking beautiful. I assumed she didn't want to be found, so I’d given her that respect and kept my distance, and even though I felt tempted to check in sometimes, I resisted the urge. However, she never left my mind. And now, she was here with me, anxious about flying with a stranger and perplexed that I knew her real name. I let her settle across from me, and although I could feel her gaze burning into me, I ignored her, replying to my work emails instead. Done with replying to emails, I pocketed my phone, finally deciding to give

IRIS For a full minute, all I could do was stand there, staring at him in shock. Because all of a sudden, he remembered who I was, including the fake name I gave him that night.He stretched his hand out, giving my box of tampons back to me. In any other situation, I would’ve felt embarrassed, but I was too overwhelmed to feel any form of shyness.“I tried calling out to you but you were too fast,” he said, his voice exactly as smooth and deep as I remembered. “You dropped this.”Taking it from him, I swallowed. My nerves were all over the place. “I–um, thought you didn't remember who I was.”He smiled mischievously at me. “That’s ridiculous.”“But—”He cut me off. “I know,” he said with a slight shrug of his shoulders. “I may have just been kidding, which probably wasn’t the best route to take. You seem distressed. Are you alright?”I wasn’t going to talk about my problems with this man. “Um, yeah. I’m fine.”He pushed away from the wall, standing at his full height. Still as intimi