Novels by Viv3vienne

"Cheers!!!" Hot steam rose beneath the bright lights, accompanied by the sound of wine - filled glasses clinking together and cutleries against porcelain plates. Alan sat far off, his almond eyes lingering on his rather drunken employees who were still lost in their merriment with a rather indifferent look. He lowered his eyes, staring at his half - filled glass of wine with a bored sigh- Oh, what he would give to be home at this moment! He would rather prefer the comfort of his bed.....than having to socialize with these drunken people. He'd rather be done with it.Lifting the glass, he gulped all it's contents in one sip. Straightening his clothes, he stood up..... prepared and ready to leave."I'll be taking my leave now, take care everyone." - Alan bowed deeply, strands of hair falling over his face.He stood, watching everyone still indulging in foods and dr

Wow!. How...... aesthetic. Alan placed the stack of files on the medium-sized desk. Stretching his arms out, he felt the smooth walls coldly pressed against his fingertips. He lowered his arms, staring at the small, poorly furnished space with an amused look. He let out a small laugh - All of these on such short notice..... their hospitality was truly heart- warming. It almost, literally moved him to tears. He walked over, taking a sit - At least they remembered the chair. For that, he was truly grateful. He picked up a file, calmly adjusting his tie with a practiced, professionalism.He only had less than a month to figure out the true culprit behind the billion dollar theft and time wasn't really on his side.ONE HOUR LATER........*What's it with these random numbers.....?. They're driving me insane.* He held his head, his elbows resting on his desk as he stared at the sprawled papers which happended to be his fifth file in a row.*It aches....it aches so bad. Reading these file

The cool breeze blew gently, softly tugging at Alan's clothes. He raised his arm, shielding his eyes from the bright sun rays - The Gu family manor certainly had a great, natural aesthetic. The scent of lush green trees and the soothing melody of birds chirping, he bit his lower lip - It's too bad that he wasn't in the right state to appreciate such delicate, craftsmanship. He'd only successfully bought some time, but..... could he really prove his innocence. He raked his fingers through his coffee brown hair, a soft, exhausted sigh escaping his lips. The Old man had allowed him to remain in the company, only until he could recover the stolen money...... Or else, face imprisonment. He blinked, a vivid image of the Old Gu staring at him with unfiltered contempt flashing through his eyes.Ahhh, and here he hoped the previous host had it easy! He palmed his face, uncertain of what yet to do. Going to the company seemed to be his only way out, at least, he had a starting point. He sh

" You ungrateful little twerp!!" Alan settled his calm eyes on the aged man sitting on one of the luxurious sofas, accompanied by two women. He blinked silently in confusion, his head tilting slightly to the side. "After all i've done raising you..... You still dared to commit such a crime, embezzling company funds." - The man heaved angrily, his tired eyes reddening in fury. "I never knew my Gu family would one day raise a white - eyed wolf and that it would be you of all people." He picked up another fine, porcelain tea cup, this time aiming for Alan's head. "I'd rather kill you now,than let you embarrass me anymore in the future!!" "Chairman Gu, don't be so reckless!!. You will only end up making the matter worse." - The older lady held the old man's hand, preventing him from hurling the porcelain cup at the still- perplexed Alan." Yes, Father..... brother might have fallen short in many ways, but he's still your son and the heir to Gu's group. You've got to keep your temper a

[Mission successful!!. 300 resentment points has been deducted!][ Fifteen points has been successfully rewarded!]Alan tossed the shopping bags into the car, quietly listening to the mechanic drone of the system analyzing his reward with slightly arched brows. He adjusted his shades, his hands resting on the stirring wheel - Actually, he hadn't done much..... just toyed with the young master's pride a little. He definitely wouldn't take offense.... would he?. Either ways...! - Alan exhaled deeply, his slender fingers drumming against the stirring wheel. He could just consider that cloth as compensation, Alan relaxed, reclining into his seat. A faint buzz caught his attention, his eyes narrowing as he picked up his phone. He swiped his fingers, watching as the once dark screen lit up almost instantly. "A text message?" - Alan mused softly, his tone filled with piqued curiosity. He was only just getting used to this new identity, not yet certain if he wanted to get involved in the

[Resentment meter is currently at : +100]Alan rolled his eyes subconsciously - There goes his chance to have a lovely, carefree day. His thin brows knitted with upmost displeasure, here he was stuck with an over pampered young master. A flimsy feud over an overpriced two piece clothing...... How else could his day go wrong?!. The saleslady stepped aside, keeping a small, yet safe distance away from the mannequin. Her buried head mirrored her fear, almost as if she was desperately trying to make her presence as small as possible. No one has ever provoked this young master and seen a good ending. She bit her trembling lips, her lashes fluttering with regret - There goes her chance of having a huge tip. Strands of hair fell down her face, the pinching feeling of being deprived such an enticing bonus, almost moved her to tears. "Excuse me." - Alan stepped forward, his left hand raised in a carelessly, relaxed manner. His cool, confidently firm voice attracted not only Dylan's irritate

Richard hesitated, his long golden hair falling down his face as he withdrew. Jason hunched over, coughing as he tried catching his breath, he had this annoying victorious look that irked me to no ends. Richard stepped backwards, his head bowed in defeat. He glanced at me, desperately trying to force a genuine smile that never reached his eyes. I clenched my fists, anger brewing in chest. "Who said i'd mind. In fact, i was never here...so let him do as he pleases." - I shook my head, speaking in a cold, frosty tone. I had had enough of Jason, getting rid of him was a better solution - it was like a 'Kill one,end one free',how could i ever afford to pass out on a good deal. Richard shot me a look, a creepy smile curled on his lips. His green eyes shone with a mesmerizing light and somehow,i found it extremely contagious. I bit down my lip, trying so hard not to smile in t

I pulled up in a safe distance away, my eyes lingering on Richard's figure as he disappeared into an uncompleted high rise building,the chilling breeze tousling his black coat. I stayed put in my car for a few minutes, giving Richard a head start. Then i hopped out, quietly following his trail. Thin beads of sweat fell down my face, my knees aching as i climbed up the flight of stairs, i held on to the rusty stair railings for support. Panting as i tried catching my breath,i placed my hands over my eyes, mentally counting how many more steps I'd have to climb. I bit down my lip, determination soaring in my heart - Giving up wasn't an option, afterall, I'd come a long way. I patted my chest, sucking it up as i continued my exhausting climb up the stairs, finally reaching the small door that led to the rooftop. "How long does Mr Will wish to hide the truth?".

" Let's get a divorce!" The wind blew... and there was a thick veil of silence between us. Richard buried his hands in his pockets, his eyes no longer resting on me but on the vast sea. "The sea looks beautiful today.... it's like it's shimmering under the sun's rays. We should go to the beach someday." - He gave a warm smile, his eyes squinting. "Don't change the topic." - I spoke coolly. "Richard, let's get a divorce." - I repeated my earlier words calmly. Richard bowed his head, his long blonde hair falling down his gorgeous features. He remained like that for a moment, every moment felt strained and increasingly tensed, i almost couldn't breath. "Why?!" - He asked hoarsely. I felt stunned, ever since we got 'married'.... R

I walked, dressed in an all black outfit. The haunting melody of my heels clicking against the white tiled floors echoed in the hall. I remembered visiting the police station once- the experience was half as pleasant. I sat on a chair, staring at the transparent glass - Irina glared at me as she sat on the other end. She looked haggard, her skin pale, wearing the same old smug pride. I picked up the telephone on my end, watching her pick up hers as she brought it close to her ears. "Have prison been treating you well?." Irina raised a brow at me, her lips pursed in a thin line as she offered no response. I smiled - She had always been the type of person to cry only when she has seen the coffin. "I heard your trial is just a few days away..... and i was wondering, if you were already getting adjusted to your new environmen

News about Camille's death spread fast and soon after...her body was found. It was actually Richard's idea to place it in a very common place and that kind of made sense..... Somewhat. The gory news had the entire citizens in an uproar, some already fearing the worst. But trust the police department to give out a well, curated speech about how they're on the case and also promising that the citizens' safety was their upmost priority. Though they didn't give out the news about the killer... according to them, they're still in the middle of investigating and the culprit was yet to be determined. Detective Davis had already told me about Camille's autopsy and his suspicions about it being related to my parents mother, citing that both DNA results collected at the time, matched up perfectly. Meaning that there was a definite culprit, but that was also under thorough scrutiny. He wouldn't say any more than that , which wasn't strange given his usual tight-lipped nature. I stared a

"Selene Woods. Age: 19, gender; female. Daughter to the deceased Mr Ashley and Whitney Woods. State after accident; Critical. Date and time of accident recorded; half past nine on the twenty- fourth of July, 2014.” - The detective paused. I felt a strange chill, a thin veil of sweat covered my body. My hands which had been gripping the stirring wheel tightened, eyes lingering on the traffic lights that had now turned orange. "I also found this amongst the police records. What does Miss Selene have to say about this?" - He added. The traffic lights turned green and i smiled coldly. " What can i say about it......?." - I mused softly . " Unfortunately nothing." " As i had said earlier, i'm just a citizen with a right sense of justice. And i can only achieve that justice by aiding your work, Detective Davis. I already think that i'm on the right path, if i truly wanted to diverge...i would have done things my way from the start." - I spoke humorlessly. Detective Davis exhaled