The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the expansive garden. It was Vivian's special day, a day she had dreamt about since she was a little girl. The garden had been transformed into a breathtaking paradise, adorned with an array of vibrant flowers, and an elegant white archway stood at the end of a long, flower-strewn aisle. The air was filled with the sweet scent of roses, lilies, and gardenias. There was a palpable sense of excitement, anticipation, and joy in the atmosphere as the guests gathered, taking their seats on either side of the aisle.Vivian, radiant in her flowing white gown, stood at the garden's entrance, flanked by her bridesmaids. Her dress was a masterpiece, adorned with delicate lace and shimmering with intricate beading. Her long veil cascaded down her back like a waterfall, creating a vision of pure elegance and beauty.As the soft strains of a violin filled the air, the guests turned their attention toward the aisle. The bridesmaids, dressed i
EpilogueRegina and Victor had been through a tumultuous journey, filled with pain, secrets, and betrayals. However, after the dramatic confrontation at Vivian's wedding, something began to change. The shock of seeing Mona Lisa and witnessing the chaos she had caused acted as a catalyst for a long-overdue conversation between Regina and Victor. The events of that day had forced them to confront their issues, and it had become evident that they couldn't keep living separate lives.In the days following the wedding, Regina and Victor spent hours talking and sharing their feelings. It was an emotional rollercoaster, but it was also incredibly cathartic. Regina expressed her hurt, anger, and disappointment while Victor admitted to his mistakes and the pain he had caused her. It wasn't an easy process, and at times, it seemed as though they might not make it through. But what they discovered was that, beneath the hurt, there was still love, a deep and enduring love that had been overshadowe
Prologue Anastasia lay on her luxurious bed in the Queen's suite of a five-star hotel. Laughter and music echoed from the sitting room where her bridal party reveled in pre-wedding festivities. However, she was alone, engulfed in a sea of emotions, her tears staining her meticulously applied bridal makeup.Moments ago, she had been the picture of excitement, eagerly anticipating the moment when she would become Mrs. Anastasia Matthew Smith. Matthew had always been the love of her life, he had loved her completely and deeply just the way she had always wanted to be loved. But now, the once joyous bride-to-be was grappling with a torrent of doubts and despair.As she gazed at her reflection in the vanity mirror, her beautiful lace wedding gown, hand-beaded to perfection, felt like an unbearable weight. Anastasia couldn't fathom how everything had unraveled so swiftly. "How could it have all been a lie?" she whispered to her reflection.Her heart heavy with sorrow, she rose from the bed,
Hazel EyesAnastasia Perry, an elegant figure at 5'10" with striking blue eyes and flowing blonde hair, stood amidst the bustling city sidewalk. Her cobalt blue pantsuit radiated confidence, while her honey blonde hair was impeccably gathered into a sleek ponytail. The world outside was a whirlwind of activity, but Anastasia's focus was on one thing – her wristwatch. Time was slipping away, and she knew she had to hurry. Her job interview at the prestigious Pinnacle investment banking organization was scheduled for this morning at eight, and the stakes had never been higher.Pinnacle Investment Bank was a financial institution of immense prestige and global recognition, making it the epitome of success in the world of finance. Anastasia's excitement was well-founded, as Pinnacle represented the pinnacle of achievement in the world of investment banking, and she was on the cusp of becoming a part of its illustrious legacy.The day began with an unexpected and unwelcome obstacle. Anastas
Prologue The door opens, and they burst in, kissing. Vivian takes a break to close the door and steps out of her heels. He follows her cue and bends down to remove his shoes. She takes off her butterfly hair clip, and her raven dark thick locs fall in cascading waves down her back, framing her face. Vivian is a five feet eight inches woman with a beautiful figure, her tiny waist showcases her beautiful full boobs and well rounded hips. She sauntered to where he was bending to remove his shoes, she ran her fingers through his thick dark hair, tugging at it a bit. He raises his head and gives her a coy smile. He runs both his hands up her long shapely legs, dragging her pencil skirt up, exposing her creamy thighs. He plants light kisses on her thighs as he trails his way up to her red lacy pants. Vivian helps him pull the skirt up as he pulls her pants down He looks into her eyes as he inserts his fingers into her pussy, a smile playing on his lips when he discovered she was already we
Vivian was finding Susan's reaction a bit funny and disturbing."Okay, let's get a seat," Vivian held Susan by the hand as they strode to a sofa. Immediately they sat Susan started, "Re...Remember that man from yesterday", Susan stammered. "Susan, calm down and tell me what is going on" Vivian cut in, still holding her friend's hand. Susan took in a deep breath andwhen she was calmer and she started, "Vivan, the company has been sold. Everything has been sold the logistic company and the transport company now has a new CEO", Susan blurted out. "Right now I can't tell how much longer we would stay employed". She got up clearly too distraught to sit still. "And to think just last week, i asked Reginald Snr about the rumour of a buy out and he said, it is his company still and that i should focus on my work. What a slimy ruthless man", Susan exclaimed. Vivian couldn't understand Susan's outburst. "But its their company. They can sell it if they deem fit. Apparently my boss knew
As Vivian glanced down at her phone and saw a text from her mother, a wave of mixed emotions washed over her. A sinking feeling settled in her stomach, accompanied by a familiar sense of sadness and frustration. She knew from experience that her mother had a knack for using emotional blackmail to manipulate her.Reading the words on the screen, her heart sunk even further. The message accused Vivian of not showing up to support her sister, implying that she was selfish or uncaring. It struck a nerve deep within her, reopening old wounds and stirring up memories of a painful incident.Vivian's mind raced back to that particular event, a moment in which she genuinely believed her mother would protect her and understand that she acted out of ignorance. She was only but a child.A sense of powerlessness washes over Vivan as she realized that her mother's emotional manipulation still had the ability to affect her deeply. It frustrated her to no end that, despite her best efforts to set boun
Vivian stepped into the modern-day sitting room of her parent's house, leaving behind the grandeur of the entrance. The room embodied a contemporary aesthetic, blending style, and comfort seamlessly.The walls were painted in a soft, neutral tone, creating a calming atmosphere. Large windows adorned with elegant drapes allow natural light to flood the space, highlighting the carefully chosen decor and furniture arrangements.The centrepiece of the room is a plush, L-shaped sofa in a luxurious fabric. Its neutral colour complements the overall colour scheme of the room. Accompanying the sofa are a couple of stylish armchairs, inviting relaxation and conversation.A sleek, low-profile coffee table sits in the centre, adorned with a few artfully arranged books and a decorative vase with fresh flowers. The table serves as a focal point, facilitating interactions and providing a place to set down drinks and snacks.The sitting room features a state-of-the-art entertainment system, with a la