In the cold, unfeeling world of corporate giants, Vivian's heart had become a stone, unaffected by the mundane rhythms of life. But then, like a sudden storm in the night, Leslie Luthor entered her world. Their electrifying one-night encounter shattered the walls Vivian had built around herself, and in the afterglow, a spark of vulnerability flickered. However, fate has a twisted sense of timing. As the sun rose on their passionate tryst, Vivian learned a chilling truth: Leslie was the new owner of the very company where she worked. Secrets and shadows hung in the air, and Leslie, too, harboured his own enigmatic past. With hearts entangled and corporate intrigue lurking in the background, Vivian and Leslie find themselves on a perilous journey. Their connection is undeniable, but they are oblivious to the ominous forces conspiring against them. In this tale of forbidden desire and hidden agendas, only time will unveil the treacherous path they tread.
View MoreHazel EyesAnastasia Perry, an elegant figure at 5'10" with striking blue eyes and flowing blonde hair, stood amidst the bustling city sidewalk. Her cobalt blue pantsuit radiated confidence, while her honey blonde hair was impeccably gathered into a sleek ponytail. The world outside was a whirlwind of activity, but Anastasia's focus was on one thing – her wristwatch. Time was slipping away, and she knew she had to hurry. Her job interview at the prestigious Pinnacle investment banking organization was scheduled for this morning at eight, and the stakes had never been higher.Pinnacle Investment Bank was a financial institution of immense prestige and global recognition, making it the epitome of success in the world of finance. Anastasia's excitement was well-founded, as Pinnacle represented the pinnacle of achievement in the world of investment banking, and she was on the cusp of becoming a part of its illustrious legacy.The day began with an unexpected and unwelcome obstacle. Anastas
Prologue Anastasia lay on her luxurious bed in the Queen's suite of a five-star hotel. Laughter and music echoed from the sitting room where her bridal party reveled in pre-wedding festivities. However, she was alone, engulfed in a sea of emotions, her tears staining her meticulously applied bridal makeup.Moments ago, she had been the picture of excitement, eagerly anticipating the moment when she would become Mrs. Anastasia Matthew Smith. Matthew had always been the love of her life, he had loved her completely and deeply just the way she had always wanted to be loved. But now, the once joyous bride-to-be was grappling with a torrent of doubts and despair.As she gazed at her reflection in the vanity mirror, her beautiful lace wedding gown, hand-beaded to perfection, felt like an unbearable weight. Anastasia couldn't fathom how everything had unraveled so swiftly. "How could it have all been a lie?" she whispered to her reflection.Her heart heavy with sorrow, she rose from the bed,
EpilogueRegina and Victor had been through a tumultuous journey, filled with pain, secrets, and betrayals. However, after the dramatic confrontation at Vivian's wedding, something began to change. The shock of seeing Mona Lisa and witnessing the chaos she had caused acted as a catalyst for a long-overdue conversation between Regina and Victor. The events of that day had forced them to confront their issues, and it had become evident that they couldn't keep living separate lives.In the days following the wedding, Regina and Victor spent hours talking and sharing their feelings. It was an emotional rollercoaster, but it was also incredibly cathartic. Regina expressed her hurt, anger, and disappointment while Victor admitted to his mistakes and the pain he had caused her. It wasn't an easy process, and at times, it seemed as though they might not make it through. But what they discovered was that, beneath the hurt, there was still love, a deep and enduring love that had been overshadowe
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the expansive garden. It was Vivian's special day, a day she had dreamt about since she was a little girl. The garden had been transformed into a breathtaking paradise, adorned with an array of vibrant flowers, and an elegant white archway stood at the end of a long, flower-strewn aisle. The air was filled with the sweet scent of roses, lilies, and gardenias. There was a palpable sense of excitement, anticipation, and joy in the atmosphere as the guests gathered, taking their seats on either side of the aisle.Vivian, radiant in her flowing white gown, stood at the garden's entrance, flanked by her bridesmaids. Her dress was a masterpiece, adorned with delicate lace and shimmering with intricate beading. Her long veil cascaded down her back like a waterfall, creating a vision of pure elegance and beauty.As the soft strains of a violin filled the air, the guests turned their attention toward the aisle. The bridesmaids, dressed i
"Sit down," Regina said firmly as she took a seat on the bed bench, and Victor followed suit, sitting beside her. Regina gazed into his eyes, her emotions palpable."Victor," she began, her voice laced with a blend of disappointment and hurt, "we've been married for nearly forty years. Why didn't you just ask me for a divorce instead? Instead, you put me through years of torment. I can't even begin to explain the psychological torture of sleeping alone most nights while you were with your mistress. Was I that terrible of a wife? And the audacity she has to come here, astonishes me."A heavy silence hung in the room, punctuated only by the tension in the air. Regina, unable to bear the silence any longer, grew frustrated."I need answers, Victor," she said, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and sadness. "Talk to me."Victor sat in stony silence, his gaze averted, as Regina's words pierced the air like a knife. She continued, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and sadness."Vi
The atmosphere by the poolside was heavy with tension. Regina, wearing a worried expression, walked up to Victor, positioning herself between him and Mona Lisa. She spoke firmly, her voice laced with concern, "Victor, can you please tell me what is going on here? What is she talking about?"A hushed silence enveloped the area as everyone held their breath, anxiously awaiting Victor's response. Even the babies, cradled by their nannies, were now asleep.Regina, her eyes locked on Victor's, repeated her question with a tinge of urgency, "Victor, answer me."Mona Lisa, who had remained relatively quiet, suddenly chimed in, her voice full of intrigue, "I will tell you."All eyes turned to her, waiting for her to reveal the mysterious truth that had brought her here, casting a shadow over the joyous occasion.Regina fixed her gaze on Mona Lisa and pressed further, her tone resolute, "Mona Lisa, what do you have to tell me?"The question lingered in the air, and although it weighed heavily o
On the morning of Vivian's wedding, the atmosphere was alive with energy and excitement. The gates were wide open, allowing easy access for the wedding planner and various vendors to enter the garden where the ceremony would be held. The wedding decorators were a flurry of activity, tirelessly working to transform the garden into a dreamlike wedding venue. It was a bustling scene as the team prepared to create a beautiful backdrop for Vivian's special day.Sebastian was summoned to check the door because someone was inquiring about Victor Moore, his boss. In his role as Victor's assistant, Sebastian managed appointments and was well aware that Victor had a free schedule for the day. Victor had explicitly instructed Sebastian to clear his agenda in light of his daughter's wedding. When Sebastian opened the door and laid eyes on Mona Lisa, his expression shifted from professional calm to surprise and uncertainty. Sebastian had been in Victor Moore's employ for nearly five years, startin
At sixty-three years old, Victor Moore was a remarkable and illustrious man. At six feet and three inches tall, he was a sight to behold anywhere he went. His well-built, slender figure radiated strength and energy. His well-manicured salt-and-pepper hair gave him an impression of seniority and experience.His well-defined facial features showed signs of a guy who had matured with dignity. His well-groomed beard and powerful jawline gave him an air of rugged handsomeness. His deep-set, piercing blue eyes sparkled with charisma and intelligence, frequently creating a lasting impact on anyone he encountered.Victor was renowned for having a flawless sense of fashion. He always had a polished appearance, regardless of whether he was wearing a well-tailored suit or more casual wear. His age didn't affect his impeccable posture, which was a reflection of his assured and self-assured personality.Victor Moore was unique in many ways than just his appearance. He drew people to him with his ch
That morning, Vivian had told her that Ted might come over to the house because of the DNA test result. She had decided to go for her post natal appointment with her baby Alexander and subsequently stop over to see her father, Victor Moore. She just wasn't ready for any awkward meeting with Ted. As she finished up at the hospital it was about twelve noon, Veronica drove off to her father's office to see him and kill time as well. when she got to his office she needed to use the convenience urgently. Victor Moore had always been an absentee father, always travelling and barely at home. He had recently come into town to see Vivian's babies, Veronica couldn't count the number of times her father had attended her and Vivian's birthdays for the entirety of their childhood. Their mother never complained and Veronica always thought her mother deserved better. After speaking with her father'ssecretary, the pleasant lady insisted Veronica sit and wait because her father was already in a meetin
Prologue The door opens, and they burst in, kissing. Vivian takes a break to close the door and steps out of her heels. He follows her cue and bends down to remove his shoes. She takes off her butterfly hair clip, and her raven dark thick locs fall in cascading waves down her back, framing her face. Vivian is a five feet eight inches woman with a beautiful figure, her tiny waist showcases her beautiful full boobs and well rounded hips. She sauntered to where he was bending to remove his shoes, she ran her fingers through his thick dark hair, tugging at it a bit. He raises his head and gives her a coy smile. He runs both his hands up her long shapely legs, dragging her pencil skirt up, exposing her creamy thighs. He plants light kisses on her thighs as he trails his way up to her red lacy pants. Vivian helps him pull the skirt up as he pulls her pants down He looks into her eyes as he inserts his fingers into her pussy, a smile playing on his lips when he discovered she was already we
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