Vivian POV I looked at the maid as If she had developed another head and immediately she bowed her head apologetically" I'm sorry ma'am, I'm so sorry ma'am" Her voice came out with worry and I smiled, seeing how tensed she had become. "It's okay, but why did you say that?" I asked and she looked at me, as if waiting for a go ahead order from me and I quickly nodded at her to say something. " Young master didn't want you to get any new clothes so you could wear his, I think to convince his Father" She replied and instantly, I confirmed it. The reason Max had been grinning stupidly when he asked me to prepare for dinner. He knew very well I didn't have any clothes with me and preferred if I wore his? His cologne lingered on the shirt I wore and I hated myself for smelling like him. "Thanks, what's your name?" I inquired, steepling my hands together. "It's Freya" She answered and I nodded. "Let's go" I say and with that, she walked ahead of me while I followed closely be
Vivian POV As soon as the words left his lips, Max's mother leapt up menacingly, making few of us flinch back in surprise as she stormed towards where I sat with Max "She's already pregnant Max?" She inquired, folding her hands together under her chest in a demanding stance. My eyes narrowed at her wearily, puzzled by her behavior outrightly. Did she crave for a child that much? Was that why she kept glaring at me with hatred since I couldn't bear his son a child? What would be Max's answer? Would he expose Ruth's pregnancy and declare her child as his heir? My thoughts raced with different unanswered questions, my eyes shimmering with wonder of my own theory. "I don't have an heir Nicolas" Max's voice came out as sultry tone, totally ignoring his mother's words, he picked up his fork and dug into the meat in his plate, his features brimming with nonchalance as he took in a bite into his mouth and chewed slowly, savoring the taste of the meat and nodding in affirmation. His att
Vivian POV I was shocked to see Max's mother pull at my hair roughly, yanking few strands off my head and I groaned. "Let go of my hair !" I yelled but she gripped it harder, twisting it around as if wanting to pull of everything. I became very angry, not like I couldn't do anything but I was scared of hurting her since she was Mr Norman's wife and I would atone him that respect. "Let her go Hannah, she's done nothing wrong for this attitude!" Mr Norman snapped, his voice sharp with a authority but his wife disagreed on the spot " No, I won't. She caused it all, if she hadn't forced herself against Max then he would still be my lovely son and she's barren!" She said, tightening her fists even more harder on my hair. At this point, I couldn't bear it anymore and I pushed her off heavily and she fell back, crashing heavily on her butts. "What the fuck!" Daniel stood up enraged, storming towards me. " How dare you push my mother, someone old enough to birth you huh?" He raised his
Vivian POV Surprisingly Max took my hands and pulled me out of the dining, preventing any further chaos from arising. It was obvious I was actually ready for them and I when I struggled to get off his grip, he hoisted me up into his arms like I weighed nothing, climbing the fleet of stairs in a giffy and in a blink, he pushed the door to our bedroom open and dropped me down as I stood up to face him in a flare. "What was that all about Max?" I demanded and he sighed and faced-palmed himself as his hands came down from his face and rested on his jaw. For some reason, Max seemed frustrated, I mean the stone-hearted Billionaire of the Norman's family actually looking anxious was something unbelievable. " You aren't saying anything Max? You can't keep me in the dark and still expect me to continue with this deal and if you aren't going come out clean, then I'm out?" I attempted to walk to the door but he drew me back into himself, holding me together in a tight grip In his arms. Th
Vivian POV Max leaned in and kissed kissed my lips, trailing his lips down and under my jaw as he traced them to my chest and in between my breast. He kissed my slightly exposed cleavages and I shuddered with tremor at the feeling that coursed through my entire body. "Mmrh, Ahhh Max" I moaned out loudly, not able to keep my voice in check any longer. "Someone is writhing already. Tell me, could those men make you feel this way?" He spoke against my right cleavage as he gave it a light kiss. I shut my eyes, totally ignoring his questions, allowing the overwhelming urges spread through me like wild fire. I could feel my breasts up and firm against his face, aching for a touch and just like he read my thoughts, he ripped off his shirt that I wore out of impatience, leaving me worried and bared. He slid off the shreds totally off my body and my breasts was exposed for his eyes to feed on, the lacy bra I wore trapping the nipple and he immediately slid his hands around my back and unl
Vivian POV "No, I won't. I will only do that after I'm done with you Vivian" He replied, the cold expression returning to his face once more. "What is fucking wrong with you Max?! You're hurting me!" I snapped in pain but he smiled and kissed my lips then unlocked. Oh Goodness! Max was acting so strange! Like a maniac! " You want to know what's wrong with me?" He asked and I nodded with a mixed feelings of curiosity and confusion. "You're my problem Vivian" He said and I blinked twice at his words. What did he mean by that? How exactly was I his problem? "How am I your problem Max? We both agreed to the divorce and you were clearly eager to__" " You're my fucking problem don't you understand!" He snapped in a low growl, cutting in on my words abruptly and I flinched at the intensity of his voice. " I don't know what you've done to me, I don't know why I can't fucking get you out of my head! Why do you keep defending me when you should obviously loathe me huh? Why do y
Vivian POV Max plundered my lips hungrily, ruthlessly and with anger. He bit on my lower lips drawing out blood and I winced, wanting to push him off but he held me down tighter with his bared body, coercing a stuffed heat inside me. I couldn't breathe as he had entirely ceased my lips and slightly covered my nose with his face. I managed to tap relentlessly on his waistline even as he held my hands at a place. He instantly understood that I was suffocating and eased up, but went on with his works on my body. He hands left my boobs and traced down to my waist, and down to my pants and his fingers crept in, massaging the soft flesh of my labia. "Mrhhh~~! Ahh" I was breathless as my lips was still sealed in Max's own. He rubbed around my clit warningly, rolling the shit in his fingers and I tingled at the feeling. It felt so so good and before I knew what was happening, his thrust in a finger in my pussy and I jerked away, our lips unlocked in the course of my actions." No, wait
Vivian POV I cummed for the second time, my legs wobbled in a heightened ecstasy as Max licked off the last of my juice, putting me in a state of another puzzle. 'Don't think too much of it Vivian, he does his with Ruth 'alright! My inner mind reflected with a warning and I cursed myself for thinking it actually meant something or did it? No it didn't! It definitely didn't! Max loved Ruth and all these was only a camouflage. Max stood up and climbed down the bed and removed the last short he wore and his cock sprang out in full length. My lips hung open as I stared down at his hard, erect and throbbing member, standing proudly and ready for a penetration. I gulped down at the sight, feeling his gaze run down towards my exposed core entrance. "Get off the bed and come here" He ordered and just like the good girl that I was, my feet moved on its own accord, fully controlled by my overwhelming desire to reach out for his length and grab it, but I made ordinance and moved towards h
The rain drummed lightly against the glass windows of a thp penthouse rhythmic whisper against the silence that had settled between them. Vivian stood by the fireplace, her arms crossed, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to speak but couldn’t quite find the words.Max leaned against the back of the couch, his sharp blue eyes trained on her, unwavering, unreadable. He had removed his jacket, his white shirt unbuttoned at the top, revealing the strong lines of his chest. The firelight flickered against his skin, casting reflection that made him look more dangerous—more irresistible.“I hate it when you shut me out,” Vivian finally said, her voice quieter than she intended.Max exhaled, rubbing his fingers across his jaw. “I’m not shutting you out, sweetheart.” His voice was deep, rough, filled with an edge of restraint. “I just don’t know how to forget the sight of you crying over him.”Vivian sucked in a breath. She knew exactly what he meant. The image of her embracing Daniel
Max stood at the edge of the terrace, the cool evening breeze tousling his dark hair. He hadn’t expected to feel this way—light, free, and even a bit hopeful. After everything that had happened, all the deceit, the betrayals, the conspiracies that had weighed heavily on his shoulders, he finally had a moment of peace. The past was behind him, but the future was bright, and it was something he’d begun to look forward to.As the golden rays of the setting sun stretched across the sky, Max took a deep breath, allowing the warmth to settle in his chest. He hadn’t realized just how suffocating the tension had been until it was gone. Vivian and Emma, the two people who had become his world, were safe, and the people responsible for the harm they’d caused would no longer be a threat.But this moment wasn’t about them. This was about something else. Something Max had never expected, something that, despite everything, felt like a reward—a new beginning.It had been a quiet evening, the mansio
The final Blow.The courtroom was filled with tension, the air thick with anticipation. Max stood at the back, his eyes sharp, scanning the room as the defendants were led in. Ruth, Hannah, and Alexander, each appearing cold and composed, but Max could see the cracks forming beneath their facades. Their time had come.The gallery was filled with spectators, reporters, and those affected by the heinous crimes that had been committed. The seats were packed, yet there was a stillness that enveloped the room as the doors opened, and the accused were escorted to their designated seats.Max stood quietly, the weight of the entire process settling on his shoulders. He wasn’t just here to see them convicted; he was here to make sure the truth was brought into the light. The truth that had been hidden for so long. The truth that had torn apart so many lives, including his own.The courtroom had a sterile atmosphere—cold marble floors, high wooden ceilings, and the buzz of murmurs filling the a
Hi dear readers this book is coming to an end with just few more chapters ahead and an epilogue as well, be active.A week later.Max had spent years mastering the art of control—whether in business, in combat, or in the relentless war for power that had shaped his life. But tonight wasn’t just about control. Tonight was about ending this.Ruth, Hannah, and Alexander had played their twisted games for far too long. They had destroyed lives, ripped families apart, and forced Vivian into years of torment. It was time they faced the consequences.Max stood in front of a dimly lit table, the blue glow from the monitors casting reflection over his sharp features. The private estate security footage played in front of him, a slow feed of a place that would soon become the stage for their downfall.Ray stood beside him, arms crossed, his expression hard. “Are you sure about this?”Max didn’t glance at him. “It’s the only way.”Ray exhaled, nodding. “Then let’s go over it again.”The setup wa
Back at the suite, after Max had dropped off the little girl he saved earlier in the hospital to tend to her and also make inquiries about her parents, Max carried Emma inside, gently laying her on the bed. She stirred slightly, her lashes fluttering, but exhaustion kept her under.Vivian brushed a hand over her daughter’s hair, tears threatening to spill. “My baby…”Max exhaled, rubbing a hand down his face. “She needs to rest. And so do you.”Vivian turned to him, eyes flashing. “How can I rest? Max, she was taken! If you hadn’t found her, if you hadn’t—” Her voice cracked, and she pressed a hand to her lips.Max closed the distance between them in two strides, gripping her arms. “But I did find her.” His voice was low, firm. “And I won’t let it happen again.”Vivian looked up at him, searching his face. “Ruth won’t stop.”His expression darkened. “Neither will I.”A heavy silence stretched between them.Vivian’s breath was shaky as she stepped closer, pressing her forehead to his c
The dim light of Max’s computer screen was the only source of light in the room, casting sharp shadows over his face as he stared at the footage playing in front of him. His hands were clenched into fists, his jaw locked so tightly it ached.The moment Emma had gone missing, he had known something wasn’t right. And now, he had proof.On the screen, the tiny, barely noticeable footage from Vivian’s earrings played. It was a risk he had taken, secretly placing a micro CCTV camera on them before leaving. He hadn’t told her—not because he didn’t trust her, but because he didn’t trust the world around her.And now, that paranoia had paid off.A grainy, shadowy figure moved into the hotel room. The timestamp showed it was mere minutes before Vivian woke up and found Emma gone. The man was fast, calculated—he knew exactly where to go.Then, for a split second, his face was caught in the reflection of a mirror.Max froze the footage and zoomed in. His blood ran cold.Damian Cross.A ghost fro
The phone call ended with a cold finality, the kidnapper’s warning ringing in Vivian’s ears. Her breath came in shallow bursts, her fingers clenched around the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her world had shrunk down to a single, terrifying truth—Emma was in the hands of a monster, and she had to get her back. Alone.Vivian fought the urge to collapse. She couldn’t afford to fall apart. Emma needed her to be strong.Her eyes darted around the park, scanning for any sign of the man who had spoken to her moments ago, but he had vanished into the trees, blending into the shadows like a ghost. There was no one to follow, no immediate threat, just the suffocating silence pressing against her chest.Vivian forced her trembling legs to move, stumbling back toward her car. Her mind was already working at a frantic pace. The kidnapper had told her to come alone, no police, no Max. But how could she face this alone? She had no weapons, no plan, nothing but the desperate love o
Vivian woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the blinds. She knew Max had left and her body ached, a pleasant reminder of the night before, of the fire that had burned between her and Max. But as her eyes fluttered open, a sense of unease crept up her spine. The bed beside her was empty, the sheets slightly tangled as if Max had gotten up in the early hours of the morning.She pushed herself up on her elbows, glancing around the room. She couldn’t hear Emma’s usual morning giggles or the sounds of her little feet padding across the floor. The silence was unnerving, too quiet for a house that normally buzzed with life, even if it was just the two of them.Her heart sank as she pushed the covers off and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She had been so caught up in the heat of the moment with Max that she hadn't thought about Emma. In the past, Emma's early morning wanderings were never a cause for concern, but today, something felt different."Emma?" Vivian called
The house was quiet, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. Emma had fallen asleep quickly, her small body curled up beneath the covers, her peaceful expression a welcome contrast to the chaos of the past days. Vivian had kissed her goodnight, her heart heavy but full, before slipping silently out of the room.Max was waiting in the living room, his presence unmistakable even before she stepped through the door. The dim light from the lamps cast reflection over his face, making him look like a man on the edge—intense, brooding, and yet somehow still impossibly magnetic.Vivian hesitated for a moment, her pulse quickening at the thought of being alone with him again. She had never imagined things would unfold like this, never expected the intensity of the emotions that had resurfaced between them. The spark between them was undeniable, but so were the complications. So many unspoken truths, and still so much left to face.Max didn’t speak right away, but his eyes fol