*Vivienne*Everything had happened at the speed of light that it almost gave me whiplash. From trying to push Liam away, to bickering away like some lovers and then it somehow wants to end with me naked and writhing underneath him. Everything had been going so well, Liam sure does know his way around a woman's body. He knows exactly what to do or touch to make you come undone. At least that was until he brushed his fingers across my scar and I had tensed. It's actually kind of crazy how I had almost forgotten that it was there in the first place. “Just pretend it's not there,” I blurted out, feeling desperate to take his attention away from there. I knew that Liam had seen me undressed before and he had also seen the ugly looking scar but it still doesn't erase the fact that I was afraid that he might find it upsetting or off-putting.The scar wasn't exactly what you would call a neat work. Back then, I was too busy trying to cut down on money that the hospital meant nothing to m
*Vivienne*The flashing neon bulbs, the heavy music booming from hidden speakers and the entire hyped up atmosphere were all beginning to give me a serious headache, and I was already on the verge of breaking into a full-blown panic.Clubs.Fuck! What the hell was I even thinking? And so what if this place is new and apparently popular with the people of Los Angeles? I wasn't a club kind of girl. But somehow, I had allowed my employees to drag me to the club on a Monday night nonetheless. I seriously must have lost my mind.Still on that thought, I suddenly lurched forward as my body jolted with the impact of someone bumping into me from behind. I quickly braced my hands on the table in front of me and steadied myself.My jaw clenched as a heavy sense of deja vu descended upon me, making my body go so rigid and tight that it became a miracle I was still breathing fine.The faint voice of someone apologizing to me slowly receded into the background while I forced myself to breathe ste
*Vivienne*It either had to be the sunlight streaming in through the windows or the unshakable eerie feeling that something was wrong that woke me with a start but, as I blinked my eyes open, it slowly dawned on me why.I was lying in an unfamiliar room— a hotel room from the looks of it. For a moment, I just froze on the bed, my mind slowly going into a destructive overdrive. Fuck… no! It can't be!Squeezing my eyes shut, I subconsciously willed and prepared my body for the onslaught of nausea and the smell of drugs but when nothing of that sort happened and intense silence greeted me instead, I had to force myself back to reality.My hands bunched into fits as I slowly remembered that I was going back to the past. The past that I swore never to go back to.Peeling my eyes back open, I silently took in my surroundings— I was still disoriented and unsure of how I had ended up here. The spacious room was decorated in warm, earthy tones, with rich wood furniture and plush bedding. A l
*Vivienne*Acting impulsively, I reared back from the familiar stranger who was squatting in front of me. “Oh, sorry,” he apologized quickly, still wearing that cheeky grin. “That must have startled you.”He took a couple of steps back and away from me.“Liam Ryan Pryce?” Penny's breathy, awestruck voice came out as a wheezy sound.I swiveled my neck to look in her direction only to see Penny and Rosa frozen on the spot. Their eyes sparkling with unrestricted admiration and love as they gazed at the man in front of me.It was almost as if they were bewitched. The man then stood up, stretching to his full height and acknowledged them with a slight nod. “Ladies,” he said, his smile utterly disarming, and they gasped with delight. “Oh my God!” Rosa shrieked, her excitement evident before she slapped a hand over her mouth. “I…” she paused for a moment and then pointed to Penny and herself. “We are literally your biggest fans and we just finished watching your latest movie; Apex predat
*Liam*I pulled up to the foundation's headquarters in my sleek, black Tesla Model S, the tinted windows reflecting the morning sun. I stepped out, feeling the warm California air envelop me, and gazed up at the imposing structure. The building's grandeur never failed to impress me - a testament to our foundation's impact and influence.The Pryce Foundation Headquarters is a striking and iconic building located in the heart of downtown Los Angeles. Standing 15 stories tall, the building commands attention with its sleek, modern design and impressive scale. The exterior is clad in gleaming glass and brushed steel, creating a striking contrast against the surrounding older architecture.I stuffed my left hand into my pocket and walked towards the entrance, my footsteps echoing off the marble floors. “Good morning, Mr. Pryce,” Lexi James, my capable secretary, greeted with a bright smile. Her working tablet firmly clutched in her hand.“I have told you to stop waiting for me out here ev
*Vivienne*Here is an official statement:"Recent photos and speculation about Liam's personal life have led to unnecessary scrutiny and misinformation. We would like to set the record straight.Liam and Vivienne are simply friends who are getting to know each other. We are disappointed in the reckless and irresponsible reporting by some media outlets and individuals. We will not stand idly by as Liam's reputation is tarnished by false and malicious rumors.We promise to take legal action against anyone who continues to defame Liam's character. We will vigorously protect his rights and reputation.We appreciate the support of Liam's fans and ask that you join us in dismissing these baseless rumors.Thank you for your understanding and support.Sincerely,Emily Romanoff, Publicist for Liam"“I thought you said that night at the club was the first time you met him?” Tara murmured.My eyes narrowed on the official statement that was released by Liam's PR team this morning. “It was,” I a
*Liam*“What do you mean there's another photo of me on the—” I began with a creased forehead only to be cut off by Ryder who placed his work iPad in front of me.“Here,” he said and tapped on the screen lightly. I looked down at the screen, and my frown deepened when I saw an article and a photo of me exiting Vivienne's spa the day the scandal broke out.I had been extra careful that day to avoid the reporters but it seems I was not stealthy enough. I momentarily closed my eyes and rubbed my forehead. “How big is the damage this time around?”Ryder's lips thinned and he raised his glasses higher on his nose with a fingertip. “Bigger than last time. People are now speculating that there might actually be something going on between you two,” he said.I sighed. “Sometimes, I do forget how people are quick to jump to conclusions.”Ryder picked up his iPad from my desk and took a step back. “You were at her spa minutes before the media could get there and you were captured sneaking out.”
*Vivienne*The cab pulled into the parking lot of the New Hope Memory Care Facility, a warm and welcoming, sprawling building surrounded by colorful gardens and winding paths that led to different wings.My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag, my heart heavy with a mix of emotions. “Ma'am,” the middle aged driver called, yanking my attention away from the window and to him. “We are here.”“Oh.” I blinked, suddenly realizing I was still seated in the back seat. “So sorry about that. Here.” I passed a few dollar bills to him and got off.I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for what is to come and then began walking towards the building.As I walked into the lobby, Rachel, the friendly receptionist, beamed at me. “Hi, Vivi. How are you doing?”I managed a small smile of my own. “I'm good and you?”“I'm fine,” she answered. “Here to see your mother, I assume?”I nodded and Rachel handed me a visitor's badge. “Just need to scan your temperature real quick and then you