"What are you sorry for?" Noah laughed at her reaction. He couldn't comprehend why she was looking like she had done something wrong. "It's just a breakup," he told her. "It's not that serious."
Vivienne's expression didn't change much even when she couldn't obviously see how hard he was trying to lighten the mood. He seemed to not know that she was the girl who had an unrequited love towards him. And unrequited love is often etched on your very bones and becomes a part of your soul. You begin to read the object of that unrequited love closely in silence.
Vivienne did that too. Therefore, she could see he wasn't as fine with this breakup as he was trying to appear right now.
"If it wasn't that serious, you wouldn't be drowning your sorrow in alcohol right now," she responded.
Noah's hand paused as he glanced at the glass of whiskey he was holding and glanced at her, "How about I show you around? There is a beautiful place in the back of the estate where you can really enjoy your wine in the presence of the beautiful stars and moon. Do you want to see?"
Vivienne knew he just cleverly avoided the topic but she didn't bring the topic back either rather she contemplated for a minute before nodding her head, "Sure."
Without asking any more questions, Vivienne followed him without a thought. She would usually overthink things a lot but with him around, her brain didn't have the capacity to go down the overthinking lane.
Noah brought her to the back of the well-lit estate. Taking the stairs, they came to the terrace which had a very modern feel to it, quite contrary to the vintage vibe of this old winery estate. He offered her to sit while he opened the glass door and entered the room. Soon, he came out of the with a glass and a bottle of wine in his hands.
"You seem to enjoy the wine so I found this for you," he passed her the glass and very gentlemanly even poured some wine for her before he sat down beside her and took out a whiskey bottle from under the chair.
Vivienne was speechless at this but she still took the wine and slowly tasted it. Her brows knitted up together and she extended her hand to pick up the wine bottle. Seeing the name, her eyes widened a little. "Cheval Blanc 1947? Whose collection did you take this from?"
Noah seemed very carefree at the moment as he replied, "Don't worry. They won't come looking for you. Look up. Didn't I say the company of stars and the moon here is the best?"
Who cared about the stars and the moon when he was sitting so close to her and she could actually smell a heady blend of musky cologne from him, mixed with the subtle hint of pine, reminiscent of a forest after summer rain?
"By the way," started Noah as he kept looking at the moon in the sky. "Are you really single?"
"Why are you curious?" asked Vivienne. "You don't think I have been waiting for you, right?"
Noah laughed at that, "I know I am charming but I am still not narcissistic enough to think that you'd have been waiting for me. Especially, after the jerk move I pulled back then."
"Calling yourself charming and still saying that you aren't narcissistic? You're contradicting yourself, Mr. Sullivan."
Noah looked at the smile playing on her lips and couldn't move his eyes away again. She took another sip of the wine and seeing the remnants of the red wine on her supple lips, Noah's eyes narrowed slightly. He couldn't comprehend what he was feeling right now. Maybe it was because he drank too much tonight or maybe it was because she was truly looking gorgeous that he had felt compelled to get closer to her all this while.
He reminded himself to not fall deeper into it as if noticing his intense gaze, Vivienne's smile was restrained and she stared back at him, "What is it? Is something on my face? Why do you keep looking?" She bit her lower lip a bit nervously as her lashes fluttered.
Noah lost his restrain, cupped her face with his well-defined hand, and kissed her. Her soft lips were warm and he could taste the sensual flavor of the wine. Vivienne's eyes widened and she gasped in surprise as her body went still. She put her hand on Noah's chest as if she wanted to push him but for some reason, her hand just stayed there. This gave Noah even more courage as he bit her lower lip lightly, seeking a response from her.
Instinctively, Vivienne opened her mouth and let him in. She moaned and kissed him back with equal fervor. He had only pulled away when she started to feel lightheaded because of the lack of oxygen.
Looking at her flushed face, Noah smirked at her as his thumb pad rubbed her lips softly. "I think tonight's wine is certainly more intoxicating than my whiskey."
Vivienne mentally smacked herself for losing her control. Instead of pushing him, she actually wanted to pull him closer. What was she even thinking? She really lost her mind seeing him.
No, you can't do this, Vee! This is a trap! It's a very bad idea. You can't fall into the same place twice or you won't be able to face yourself ever again!
But when his warm hand went to her cheek, gently caressing it, Vivienne lost all her reasoning and closed her eyes to feel the moment.
His face came closer to hers again and she could feel his breath on the side of her face as he whispered, "You look beautiful." Vivienne shuddered as his lips brushed against her ear.
As he placed his forehead against hers and continued his slow caressing on her cheek, Vivienne finally made up her mind and opened her eyes to stare right back at him. "Are you drunk?" she inquired resolutely.
"Maybe," he responded in a soft voice.
"Then do you know who I am?" she asked further.
He saw the urgency in her eyes as if this was a very important question to her right now. Although he didn't understand why, he still replied, "I'm drunk, not blind. I was only blind in the past. Now my eyes work perfectly fine."
"Then tell me who I am?"
"Vivienne Pearl."
When she heard her name from his mouth, she threw caution to the wind. As long as he knew who she was, she didn't damn about the consequences of the impulsiveness that was taking over her right now. So, she took the initiative and claimed his lips taking Noah by surprise.
"You better not regret this tomorrow," whispered Vivienne against Noah's lips. Noah chuckled huskily in response and replied, "I won't. Who would regret kissing a beautiful woman? They had to be a fool. And I certainly ain't one."Vivienne smiled and bit his lips making him grunt, Noah's eyes darkened at her action before he claimed her lips once again. His other hand tugged her hair gently, angling her head for better access to her luscious lips that he seemed to be craving more than whiskey at this moment.He was slowly losing his sanity, not understanding whether it was because of the whiskey he consumed or because of the intoxicating taste of wine on her lips. Which ever one it was, he was willing to lose himself into it, indulge in this moment.Vivienne groaned softly at the sudden but uncontrollable sensation that she felt in the pit of her stomach which was so unfamiliar to her. It was like she was having her first kiss. She felt like a novice being led by his rhythm. Her hand
Noah's heart pounded erratically as he gazed at her under the dim lights. Her eyes were closed, and her lips, slightly parted and swollen from his kisses, made her look irresistibly alluring. He was kissing her passionately throwing all the thoughts behind him. His well-defined hands roamed around her body and she did the same to him. Noah actually felt himself shivering a little because of her soft fingers. His hand slipped back down to her sensitive areas and started massaging it. He stood up at the foot of the bed and began unbuckling his pants slowly and seductively. His gaze was still locked with hers. He gently eased his briefs off of him.He watched as her eyes moved from his eyes downwards and settled on his manhood that was proudly on display right before her eyes. She slowly licked her swollen and red lips making the temperature rise around them and making no effort to hide her desires. But in the end, Vivienne still looked away from his proud manhood with a tinge of shynes
Because of her tightness, Noah had to be extra patient and it also took an extra effort as his face sweated but his eyes were still full of desire. He showered her with butterfly kisses and whispered sweet nothings. With much patience and effort, he managed to settle inside her core but didn't instantly start moving. He first let her get used to his length and girth. He didn't rush the process even once giving her enough time to be ready. Buried deep inside her warm cave, Noah actually felt a sense of satisfaction as he couldn't help saying, "Baby, you feel so good."Vivienne had already gotten used to his inexplicable words during this time so, she didn't bother saying anything. Instead, she moved her hips against him, inviting him to move and stop enjoying the slow process that was killing her. With a grunt, Noah began to move inside of her slowly at first and then after a couple more pushes as Vivienne began to feel more comfortable with his member inside of her core, her moans we
The soft glow of the dawn filtered through the curtain, casting a gentle light in the room. Noah woke up and slowly, his senses came alive, and he became aware of the warmth and softness pressed against his chest. Vivienne was nestled in his arms, her head resting on his chest, her silky chestnut hair cascading over them both. He could feel her steady breath against his skin, each exhale, a whisper of comfort and intimacy.Noah wondered if he had been celibate for too long for him to yearn for this serene comfort and intimacy. His heart beat erratically as he gazed down at her peaceful sleeping face. Her elegantly arched eyebrows relaxed, and her long, curly eyelashes cast shadows beneath her eyes, accentuating her pert nose and full lips. He almost etched every single detail of her facial features into his mind with his intense gaze as if he were looking at her for the first time. As memories of last night flooded his mind, he felt like this might not be their first meeting but it h
Noah seemed to even remember the hurtful look in Vivienne's eyes at that moment. The air around them was cool and fresh, filled with the earthy scent of the forest and the faint sweetness of blooming wildflowers. But all his attention was on the way she looked at him. His words were like sharp knives that pierced through her heart, stabbing at her sincere and innocent feelings towards him.'There is really no need to continue,' Vivienne's voice was barely a whisper but in the silence around them, Noah was able to hear it clearly. She looked into his blue eyes and said, 'Don't worry. I won't pester you. You won't hear about my feelings for you ever again. I know we can't go back to the way we were after this confession but I also hope that you won't hold this against me. I really just wanted to tell you about my feelings at this place.' She gestured to the fireflies and the lake, she had spent the past two days looking for this perfect place in the camping site. She thought that even if
After closing the glass door of the room, Vivienne gave a last look to Noah's sleeping figure before decisively turning her head around to leave. She was glad that Noah's bedroom had this separate way out which allowed her to escape without having to find her way out of this mansion. But she still didn't dare wear her heels just yet. Only after going down the stairs did she wear her heels and sighed in relief.The cool morning air brushed against her skin as she made her way down the gravel path towards the road. The sky was the canvas of pink and orange hues, the world still quiet and untouched by the day's hustle. She walked briskly, her mind racing with thoughts of the night before and complicated feelings that now entangled her heart. Suddenly, she felt water droplets falling and raised her head to see if it was raining. That's when she came across a woman who held a water hose and apologized, "Sorry, I didn't see you there."Vivienne wiped the water droplets from her face and sho
When Vivienne finally reached her hotel, she felt a wave of relief wash all over her. The doorman nodded politely as she entered, and she hurried through the lobby, hoping to avoid any curious glances. The elevator ride felt interminable, each floor a reminder of the distance she had tried to put between herself and Noah.But she seemed to have crossed all that distance within one night and came so close to Noah that she didn't dream of it before. She used her key card to open the door of the presidential suite she had been staying in. Once inside the room, Vivienne leaned against the door, taking a deep breath. She changed her shoes and put on the hotel-provided slippers as she entered the suite. She strutted in and opened the door of the bedroom. The untouched and pristine bed reminded her of the tangle of sheets that she had left behind at the mansion. The events of last night played through her mind like a film reel: the intensity of Noah's gaze, the heat of his touch, the undeni
The restaurant atop the five-star hotel was a haven of elegance and tranquility, perched high above the bustling city below. As the elevator door slid open, guests were greeted by the breathtaking panorama of twinkling city lights stretching to the horizon.The restaurant itself was an architectural marvel, with sleek glass walls that provided unobstructed views from every angle. Soft, ambient lighting casts a warm glow over the space, highlighting the modern, minimalist decor. Tables were elegantly set with crisp white linens, fine china, and sparkling crystal glassware, each adorned with a simple yet sophisticated floral arrangement.Looking at the serving of Grilled Filet Mignon in front of her, Aurora sniffed the tantalizing aroma and grinned, "Ah! This is what I have been craving."Vivienne's smile was warm when she looked at her best friend's expression. She also picked up her knife and fork to eat the pan-roasted Chilean sea bass that she ordered as her main course. "Stop sniff
"What's wrong with you Dad? Why do you keep staring at me so strangely?" Noah couldn't hold back from asking as the silence between them was prolonged for far too long. It made Noah feel uneasy. So, he had to ask why his father called him aside. "If you have something to say to me, just say it already."Mr. Sullivan turned around to look at his wife who was happily chatting with Vivienne and his eyes were filled with a smile. He eased up his expression and asked, "Didn't you say last time that you had no time for dating?"Noah frowned, wondering why he'd ask this question at this time. "Dad, you wanted me to go on a blind date. Why would I have time for that?" He took a pause and looked at his father suspiciously, "Don't tell me that you are still planning to get me together with your friend's daughter."Mr. Sullivan waved his hand at him saying, "I have no such plans. Last time, it was he who insisted that I should arrange a meeting between our kids and who knows they might be compat
"Can you stop sarcastic for once?" Angelina rolled her eyes at Vivienne, "Sometimes, I can't believe you studied law. How can you be so speechless at times like this? Really, the more you care, the more you can't find the right words. At times like these, you need a friend like me."Only Mr. Sullivan had seemed to notice Angelina's words when she said that Vivienne studied law. Something finally flashed through his mind and the nagging feeling that he had finally became clear now. The image of Vivienne in his mind became clearer and he understood why Vivienne seemed familiar to him all this time. The way he looked at Vivienne changed at this moment and his smile also deepened.On the other hand, Angelina turned to Jeanine and said, "Jean, this is an exquisite piece. Don't you like it?""I just said that I love it," replied Jeanine. "But you know I don't accept expensive gifts.""Just as Vivi said, it's not expensive. At least not to her. It's absolutely free.""Huh?"Jeanine was confu
With the family gathered in the cozy warmth of the living room, Jeanine decided it was time to open her birthday gifts. One by one, she unwrapped each thoughtful present, her smile growing wider with every gift. Each family member had chosen something personal. Some thoughtful trinkets, her favorite books, and cozy items were all meant to show how much they cherished her. Jeanine was never fond of fancy things and valued the thought behind each and every gift rather than its material value.And from the look of it, she could tell that all the relatives had really put their heartfelt feelings into picking gifts for her. She valued this sincerity more than anything. Since the time she had a long battle of life and death with her illness, she had come to understand what really mattered in life. To her, the people around her matter more than anything right now. That's why she didn't throw those fancy and grand parties anymore. She loved to have this cozy time with close friends and relati
Vivienne entered Noah's childhood room which seemed to have frozen in time. It was filled with his memories from high school. He must have moved out after high school and that's why the things inside his bedroom were all from the year when he was eighteen. There were awards that he had won in programming competitions. There was also his favorite basketball lying on the shelf.Surprisingly, there was only one picture in his room and that was a family photo. Vivienne didn't expect it but then again, it also didn't seem as unexpected. He was the kind of a guy who valued family which seemed to have become quite rare in this generation. There was a solid reason why she said he was a little old-fashioned. "I thought your room would be filled with posters of favorite sports players or female celebrities. Why is it so clean? My ex's childhood room was filled with everything a teenage boy would like."Noah glanced at her and sighed, "Not everyone has the same interests. I don't like cluttered
Angelina smiled mischievously as she had knowingly asked that question earlier. She might have a little less understanding of Vivienne after such a long time apart but she had figured out one thing clearly and that was Vivienne's attitude and feelings toward Noah. A lot changed but Vivienne was still wearing her own filter when she looked at Noah even now. She was so predictable.After everyone had finished their dinner and the conversation naturally lulled into a comfortable hum, Jeanine looked across the table at Noah, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Noah,” she said with a knowing smile, “why don’t you show Vivienne your old room? I’m sure she had been wanting to see where you spent your time growing up.”“Oh, nonsense,” Jeanine replied with a playful wave of her hand. “I’ve kept it exactly the way you left it. Vivienne might enjoy seeing it. Besides, it’ll give you both a little break from all the family talk.”Noah stood up, offering his hand to Vivienne. “Alright then, come on.
"Really?"Angelina was speaking with a proud smile on her face and couldn't resist sharing more about Vivienne's accomplishments with the Sullivans. "You know," she began, turning her gaze to Noah's family, "Vivienne's incredible blog is her sacred diary where she chronicles her travels around the world. It's not just your average travel diary, though. She makes it educational, weaving in the history, culture, and unique perspectives of every place she visits. It's like a guided journey that makes you see the world through a whole new lens."Jeanine's eyes lit up with interest. "Oh, that sounds fascinating! I've always admired people who can share their experiences in such a vivid way," she said, clearly impressed."And it's not just a blog anymore," Angelina continued, her enthusiasm growing. "Vivi recently landed a deal to turn her blog into a travelogue! Can you believe that? It’ll be a beautifully crafted collection of all her adventures, thoughts, and the stunning views she’s cap
Mr. Sullivan, seated at the head of the table, took a moment to glance at Vivienne again, his curiosity from earlier still lingering. He leaned in slightly, his deep voice cutting through the chatter as he addressed her directly. "So, Vivienne," he began, his tone friendly but probing, "tell me a little about yourself. How did you meet Noah? I imagine there’s quite the story there.”Vivienne paused, feeling the weight of his attention, but she met his gaze with that same calm grace she’d shown before. “It’s not as interesting as you might think,” she said, a soft smile playing on her lips. “We were in high school together. Later, I moved out of the country and recently, we reconnected at Angelina's wedding."Mr. Sullivan’s eyes narrowed in a thoughtful way, though his smile remained. “High school sweethearts, then?” he mused. “That explains why Noah seems... different tonight. A little more alive, perhaps?”"You have got it all wrong, Uncle," Angelina chimed in at this moment. "In hig
As everyone gathered around the grand dining table, the air was filled with the comforting scent of roasted herbs, garlic, and a hint of sweetness that promised an unforgettable dessert. The table was a feast for the eyes. The mood was warm, with light conversation buzzing from all corners of the room. With a proud grin, he placed the cake in the center of the table, its golden layers and perfectly whipped frosting hinting at the culinary skill of the man who seemed to do everything well, from managing a law firm to baking a perfect cake. "I hope it lives up to its reputation," he said with a twinkle in his eye, looking at Jeanine, who gave him an affectionate smile, her eyes full of pride and love.The family exchanged teasing looks. Everyone knew Mr. Sullivan’s love of cooking came out only on the most special occasions. And those occasions only had something to do with his wife. Jeanine smiled fondly at her husband, touched by the thoughtful gesture as always, while Noah, leaning
Mr. Sullivan's eyes swept across the room, his sharp gaze landing on each familiar face with a warm nod until he paused, his eyes narrowing slightly in confusion. He had spotted Vivienne, the only unfamiliar face in the living room. There was a flicker of curiosity in his eyes, the kind of look he reserved for puzzles he hadn't quite figured out yet.Jeanine, catching the subtle shift in her husband's expression, stepped forward with a smile that seemed to brim with a hint of mischief. "What are you looking at? Let me introduce you to Vivienne," she said, gently touching Vivienne's shoulder. "She's Noah's girlfriend."For a split second, Richard's face froze, his eyes widening in surprise. "Girlfriend?" he echoed, his voice tinged with disbelief before a delighted smile slowly stretched across his face. "Well, now, that’s certainly a wonderful surprise."He turned his full attention to Vivienne, his stern demeanor softening as he extended his hand to her. "Vivienne, it's a pleasure to