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10. Vivian's Even Game
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ALICE RILEYThe buzz of office life greeted me as I walked in the next morning. The usual sounds of keyboards clicking, phones ringing, and murmured conversations created a comforting rhythm, grounding me in a way I desperately needed. After the whirlwind of last night, I needed the distraction.Maria and Sofia, however, had other plans.“Alice! Over here!” Maria called out as soon as she spotted me, practically dragging me to the break area. Sofia trailed close behind, her eyes alight with curiosity. I should’ve known they’d be waiting for me, ready to pounce.“So?” Sofia started, leaning in conspiratorially. “How was the meeting? And more importantly, how was he?”Maria grinned, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Did Mr. Scott try anything? Susan says he’s impossible to resist when he turns on the charm.”I rolled my eyes, trying to appear unbothered, even as their questions stirred the memories I was trying to bury. “It was just a business meeting,” I said, shrugging.“He’s a CEO, no
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VIVIAN SCOTTThe low hum of classical music filled the dimly lit room, and a glass of whiskey rested on the table beside me. I sat on the plush leather couch, leaning back, my gaze fixed on the flames flickering in the fireplace. It was a rare evening without work calls or deadlines. Time to relax, to unwind. And yet, I couldn’t shake the restlessness coursing through me.It had been days since I last saw Alice Riley. Days since her sharp tongue and fiery defiance had sparked something in me, I hadn’t felt in a long time. She was unlike anyone I’d encountered—challenging, intriguing, maddening.I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, a soft chuckle escaping my lips. When was the last time a woman had occupied my mind like this? I couldn’t recall. Since that night, I hadn’t even sought the company of another woman, which was uncharacteristic of me. Normally, my weekends were a blur of charm and indulgence, a distraction from the pressures of business.But now, as the weekend loomed, my
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ALICE RILEYThe long, drawn-out meeting filled the conference room with formal discussions and a rigid sense of professionalism. At the center of it all was Vivian Scott, the epitome of a polished CEO—sharp, composed, and utterly engrossed in Alexis Segal's numbers and strategies. His focus remained unwavering, fixed entirely on Alexis, with barely a glance spared in my direction.I couldn't deny it. A small part of me—perhaps my ego, perhaps something more—had hoped for at least a flicker of recognition, a glance in my direction. But no, his piercing gaze never once met mine. He was all business today, his words measured, his tone calm but authoritative. His tailored navy suit, crisp white shirt, and the faintest hint of cologne only added to the power he exuded.As the conversation paused briefly for coffee, I heard Maria and Sofia whispering from their seats beside me.“Did you see him just now when he leaned back in his chair?” Maria muttered; her voice low but laced with exciteme
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ALICE RILEYThe elevator ride to Vivian Scott’s penthouse was unnervingly smooth, but my nerves weren’t. As the numbers ticked up, I glanced at my reflection in the mirrored walls, ensuring that everything was perfect—my carefully chosen dress, soft waves framing my face, and the faint sheen of gloss on my lips. Tonight wasn’t about him; it was about proving to myself that I could handle him and walk away unscathed.The elevator doors opened with a soft chime, revealing a hallway with polished floors and minimalist decor. I stepped out, my heels clicking against the tiles as I approached the door. Before I could knock, it opened, and there he was—Vivian Scott.My breath caught for the briefest moment. Gone was the impeccably suited CEO. Instead, he stood there in a casual black sweater that hugged his broad chest and dark jeans that emphasized his lean frame. His hair was slightly tousled, as though he’d run his fingers through it while working, and a relaxed smile played on his lips.
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ALICE RILEYThe soft hum of the city lights outside the penthouse was the only sound in the room, but it felt distant and insignificant compared to the tension that hung in the air between us. I still hadn’t caught my breath from the kiss, and Vivian’s gaze didn’t waver. His eyes were dark with unspoken desire."I'm hungry," he murmured, his voice a deep, gravelly whisper that sent a shiver cascading down my spine. "But not for food anymore."The way he said it, the raw intensity in his tone, made my pulse quicken. For a second, I felt caught, like prey under the predator’s gaze. I could feel the weight of his words settling over me, and though I didn’t respond verbally, the subtle hitch in my breath must have been enough for him to sense my agreement.Before I could process what was happening, he stepped closer, his strong arms scooping me effortlessly off the chair. I let out a startled gasp, but it was cut short as his lips found mine again, demanding and full of purpose.This kiss
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ALICE RILEYSusan and I stepped onto the twelfth floor of the Scott Group office, where our designated cabins awaited, and I couldn’t help but pause in awe. The marble floors gleamed under soft, warm lighting, their polished surface reflecting the grandeur of the space. The high ceilings gave the floor an airy, open feel, while the sleek, contemporary design added an undeniable touch of sophistication. Workspaces were sectioned off by polished glass panels, each one striking the perfect balance between privacy and transparency. The entire setup exuded luxury—a stark contrast to the practical, no-frills environment of Lexis Consultants.Kate, ever the efficient guide, led us to our designated area. Our new workstations weren’t just desks; they were glass cabins—spacious and modern, with ergonomic chairs that felt more like they belonged in a lounge than an office. Each cabin had its own small potted plant, and the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking panorama o
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Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 33. Comfort and Beyond
ALICE RILEYBy the time Vivian pulled the car onto the curb outside my apartment building, it was well past midnight. The quiet hum of the engine stopped, and for a moment, neither of us moved. The night hung heavy with exhaustion, yet the events of the day still lingered in my mind.Vivian turned to me; his expression softer than usual. “I’m sorry, Alice,” he said quietly. “For ruining your weekend and making you wait so long at the hospital. You didn’t sign up for any of this.”I shook my head, offering him a reassuring smile. “Don’t apologize. I’m glad I got to meet Tristan,” I replied. “He’s an adorable kid, and it’s easy to see how much he looks up to you.”His brows lifted slightly at my words, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Adorable isn’t usually a word people use to describe him,” he said, chuckling softly.When we finally stepped out of the car, the cool night air wrapped around us. I led the way upstairs to my apartment, unlocking the door and pushing it o
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 32. Vivian from Tristan's Eyes
ALICE RILEYTristan shifted on the hospital bed, wincing slightly as he adjusted his position. The bruises along his jaw and the cut near his eyebrow were stark against his pale complexion, but his demeanor was anything but weak. He carried himself with the quiet confidence of someone who had already decided he wouldn’t be beaten—not by the pain, and not by the situation that landed him here.“Do you know what happened?” I asked softly, not wanting to push but feeling curious.Tristan shrugged; his nonchalance almost convincing. “Just a stupid fight. A couple of guys thought they could mess with me. Guess I proved them wrong—mostly.”The “mostly” hung in the air, a bitter reminder of the hospital bed he was currently confined to.“They shouldn’t have messed with you in the first place,” I said firmly. “No one deserves that.”His lips quirked into a half-smile. “You sound like Vivian.”At the mention of his brother, my gaze flickered to the door. Tristan noticed, his smirk deepening. “
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 31. Alice Meets Tristan Scott
ALICE RILEYThe drive to the hospital was quieter, just as I expected it to be. What truly surprised me, though, was Vivian's decision to bring me along. I had assumed he would drop me off—perhaps at my apartment or somewhere nearby—before heading to handle his family matters. Instead, he drove straight to the hospital, his expression unreadable and his focus unwavering on the road ahead.When we arrived, he didn’t hesitate. He parked, got out, and gestured for me to follow. I wasn’t sure what to expect as I walked beside him into the brightly lit hospital lobby, but I could feel the tension radiating off him in waves. Whatever lay ahead, it mattered deeply to him.We made our way to the room where Tristan was admitted. I braced myself, not knowing what state we’d find him in. When we stepped inside, the sight of the boy on the bed caught me off guard. Tristan looked strikingly like a younger version of Vivian—same sharp jawline, same piercing eyes, though his face was slightly bruise
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 30. Vivian Opens His Door
ALICE RILEYSilence took over the space between us as we sped away from the resort. The evening sky was darkening, and the soft glow of headlights illuminated the empty road ahead. I sat quietly in the passenger seat, sneaking glances at Vivian. His usual calm demeanor was replaced by something I hadn’t seen in him before—worry, perhaps even frustration. His fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and his gaze was fixed on the road, his jaw clenched.It was strange to see him like this. Vivian was always in control, always so composed. Now, he looked like a man carrying the weight of something heavier than he wanted to admit.“Vivian,” I said softly, breaking the silence. “Are you okay?”He didn’t respond immediately, as if debating whether to answer or brush it off.Finally, he sighed, his voice quieter than usual. “I’m fine.”Fine. The word was unconvincing, and I could tell there was more beneath the surface. His eyes didn’t leave the road, but there was a flicker of something—
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 29. Disrupted Plan Over Unexpected Emergency
ALICE RILEYAfter spending hours wandering the resort and soaking in the quiet beauty of the surroundings, we returned to our private villa, both of us slightly tired but content. As I stepped inside, my mind still lingered on the moments we'd shared by the lake, on the boat, and in the gardens. There had been laughter, easy conversation, and an unspoken connection between us that felt almost too perfect.Vivian walked in behind me, but as soon as we crossed the threshold, his phone rang.I saw the shift in his posture—the familiar way his eyes narrowed, signaling a call he couldn’t avoid.“Sorry, I’ll take this,” he said, his voice apologetic but already distant. He made his way to the other side of the room, his focus shifting entirely to the call.I nodded and took the opportunity to slip outside for a walk. The air was cooler now, the sky painted with hues of pink and purple as the sunset. I wandered aimlessly at first, enjoying the peaceful isolation. Something was calming about
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 28. Drifting Into Something... More
ALICE RILEYThe morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft beams across the room. I stretched, my body still feeling sore from last night’s intimacy. My muscles felt tender, my skin still tingling from where his hands had roamed, his touch seared into my memory.The air carried the faint scent of him—an intoxicating mix of his cologne and the warmth of his skin. It was a scent I hadn’t realized I’d begun to associate with comfort. As I shifted, the sheets, soft against my bare skin, reminded me of how completely I’d given myself to him.Vivian was already up, standing by the window, wearing only a pair of shorts that hung low on his hips. His bare chest was bathed in the morning sun, each defined line of his torso catching the golden light. In one hand, he held a steaming cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips for slow, measured sips as his gaze lingered on the view outside.I simply watched him for a moment. There was something about the way he moved, the confidence wi
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 27. That Night Passion Explodes
ALICE RILEYThe car rolled to a stop in front of the resort, its grandeur glowing against the night. The manager, a well-dressed man in his forties, stood at the entrance, his posture poised and welcoming.“Mr. Scott,” he greeted with a courteous nod as Vivian stepped out of the car.“Everything has been arranged as per your instructions. The private villa is ready for you.”Vivian returned the nod, his voice smooth and composed. “Thank you. We’d appreciate some privacy for the night.”“Of course,” the manager said, glancing briefly at me before stepping aside. “If there’s anything you need, just let us know.”Vivian walked around to my side of the car and opened the door, his hand outstretched. I took it, letting him guide me out into the crisp night air.As we followed the manager toward the villa, I couldn’t help but take in the beauty around me—the soft glow of lanterns lighting the path, the perfectly manicured gardens, and the quiet elegance of the resort.The manager stopped at
Billionaire's Reluctant Girl 26. Lost in Their World
ALICE RILEYThe car rolled to a stop in the well-lit parking lot of a shopping mall, its sleek glass facade gleaming under the overhead lights. I glanced at Vivian, my brows furrowing slightly.“Why are we stopping here?” I asked, though I already had a guess.He turned off the engine and looked at me, a small, mischievous smile tugging at his lips. “You said you didn’t pack anything. This is where we fix that.”I blinked at him, caught somewhere between annoyance and amusement. “You can’t be serious. It’s nearly midnight.”“I’m always serious,” he replied smoothly, already stepping out of the car. Before I could argue, he was on my side, opening my door like it was second nature.Reluctantly, I climbed out, the cool night air brushing against my skin. “You could’ve warned me,” I muttered.“And miss your reaction?” He chuckled, shutting the car door. “Come on. I’ll even carry the bags.”I shot him a skeptical look but followed him inside.The mall was quieter at this hour, with the us
