EZEKIELI watched as Vince and Vera excitedly dug into their plates, surrounded by my maids and Brooks. Their laughter filled the room and it made my house feel alive again. For a moment, I just stood there and took it all in. It felt like a dream, one I didn’t want to wake up from.“Thank you, Vivienne,” I said softly, turning to her. She was standing beside me and a small smile was playing on her lips as she watched the kids.“For what?” she asked when her eyes met mine.“For convincing Vince to reach out to me. It means more than you know.”After she heard what I said, her smile widened. “He wanted to, Ezekiel. He just needed a little push. Vince... he’s been holding onto a lot, but I think tonight was a good step forward,” she stated. I nodded. “It’s hard, you know? Trying to connect with him. I don’t want to push too hard, but I also don’t want to give up.”“You’re doing your best,” Vivienne reassured me. “And that’s all that matters. Vince will come around. Just give him time.
VIVIENNEI was sore down there after Ezekiel and I had multiple rounds, in different positions. We were like freed animals who were kept in the zoo for so long—wild and kept wanting more. So, after ‘fucking,’ we cuddled in his bed. I laid on Ezekiel's chest, my head resting against the warmth of his skin. His hand moved gently through my hair, brushing it in slow, comforting strokes. We had finished just before dawn, and now we were lying together, cuddling in each other’s arms. And as the minutes passed, the reality of what had happened started to settle in. I had given in again. Damn!What are you doing, Vivienne? Why do you keep letting this happen? I scolded myself as I lay there, feeling Ezekiel’s warmth beside me.The walls I had carefully built up around myself seemed to crumble whenever I was near him, and last night was no different. Despite everything, I couldn't deny the pull between us.The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing. I could feel that I knew
VIVIENNEThe next morning, we all sat together for breakfast—Ezekiel, the kids, and me. Vince and Vera were munching on their pancakes and their eyes were also full of curiosity."Mom, where did you sleep last night?" Vera asked suddenly, her innocent eyes wide as she looked at me. I almost blew out the coffee I was drinking because of her question. Vince glanced at me too and then at Ezekiel, waiting for an answer.My heart skipped a beat, and I felt Ezekiel's eyes on me. I met his gaze for just a moment, trying to stay calm. "I-I slept in the guest room," I said, my voice steady. Gosh! What’s with the stutter, Vivienne?I held my breath, hoping they wouldn’t ask any more questions."Okay," Vera said, satisfied with the answer. She went back to her pancakes, and I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Vince didn’t say anything. He just nodded slightly before taking another bite. He didn’t seem to suspect anything, which was a small mercy.After breakfast, it was time to go home. Ezeki
VIVIENNE“What’s up, guys?” Ezekiel arrived a little later, arms full of food—pizza, fries, and pints of ice cream in different flavors. The kids’ eyes lit up as soon as they saw him. Ezekiel and I exchanged smiles. "Dad brought pizza!" Vera cheered, jumping up and down.Vince grinned, trying to act cool, but I could see how happy he was too. "What flavors did you bring?" he asked, eyeing the ice cream."Let’s see," Ezekiel said, placing everything on the kitchen counter. "We’ve got chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry. Everyone’s favorites."The kids immediately started grabbing plates and bowls, excited to dig in. I glanced at Ezekiel, and our eyes met for a brief moment. There was something unspoken between us as if we both knew that what we were doing now was just... casual. Just flings, as I had said. Even though we didn’t say anything, I knew we were both thinking the same thing.As the kids settled down with their food, we all moved to the theater room to watch a movie. Vince
EZEKIEL“What are we going to watch?” Vivienne asked as soon as we entered their theater room. I noticed that she even locked the door. I tried so hard not to smirk and just shook my head. “Let’s pick something.”We settled onto the couch, and Vivienne handed me the remote. “Your choice,” she said, leaning back and getting comfortable.I started scrolling through the movie options, trying to find something that felt right for the fire that I’ve been feeling right now. Eventually, I landed on an old favorite we both knew well. It was an R-21 film with lots of nasty scenes. When Vivienne noticed what I did, she eyed me meaningfully as she tried to hide her smile as well. “I know what you’re thinking,” she said. I raised an eyebrow, trying to look innocent. “Really? Would you mind telling me?” I asked mischievously. She just shook her head as she tried to focus on the leftover food. As the movie began, we sat in silence, each of us wrapped up in our own thoughts. Every now and t
VIVIENNE“I’ve been working on this office for you. I think you’re really going to like it,” Ezekiel said as we drove to his company. “It’s right next to mine, so we can work closely on the collaboration.”The city passed by in a blur, and Ezekiel was talking excitedly about the office he had prepared for me.We were now heading to Harrington Luxe here in New York. He wanted to show me my own office in his company in preparation for our collaboration. Yes. We would still collaborate for a collection but not with Alex anymore. I couldn’t work with that bitch after she hurt my son. And since Vince was also Ezekiel’s son, he felt the same way. “That sounds... great, Ezekiel. I’m sure it’ll be perfect.” I nodded, trying to focus on what he was saying. But my mind kept drifting to the last time I had walked into his company. The memory of that day was sharp, clear, and painful. I had gone there to catch him cheating with Alex, and the way the staff treated me—like I didn’t belong, like
EZEKIEL“Gosh! I’m glad I finally see you again!” Caroline said as soon as we left Vivienne’s office. She hadn’t changed much—still the same bright smile, the same energy. We hadn’t seen each other in years, but it felt like no time had passed at all.“Me too. How’s your life?” I asked, more laid back than her. “Still the same. I divorced my husband last year,” she told me. “How about you? Still single after your divorce too?”I had a hard time answering her question. Well, how am I supposed to explain that I’m chasing my ex-wife again, right?So, instead of telling more, I chose to answer the easiest response.“Yeah. I guess so.” “You know, our parents were convinced we’d end up together someday. They practically planned our wedding before we even hit high school,” Caroline recalled as her smile faded just a little while she looked at me. I nodded. “Yeah, I remember that too.”Caroline sighed, a wistful look in her eyes. “It’s funny to think about now. Back then, I guess I didn’t
VIVIENNE COULDN’T HELP but smile at how Ezekiel acted. The bitterness she felt when a gorgeous woman tried to talk to him faded away completely. “How’s your catch up with Caroline?” she asked after Ezekiel came back. But instead of answering her question, Ezekiel just stared at her meaningfully, as if telling her to behave. “What?” Vivienne asked again as she tried to act innocently. Ezekiel let out a breath, trying to calm himself. “Nothing,” he said more calmly. “I just noticed my employees were being a bit too... helpful earlier.”Vivienne felt the urge to smile foolishly but she restrained herself.“They were just being polite,” she just said while secretly liking how Ezekiel was acting.Ezekiel settled down to the chair in front of her. “Polite is one thing. Hovering around you like that is another,” he replied, crossing his arms. “I don’t want them bothering you while you’re working.”She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a slight smile. “Are you jealous, Ezekiel?”