LOGINVivienne has always believed she was Ashford’s daughter, never questioning the life she was given—until she is married to Damon Marshal Williams. To her, it’s just another cruel joke that life has thrown at her. To him, it is strategy. Damon knows exactly who she is, and more importantly, what she is worth. What begins as a calculated move soon becomes something neither of them planned. But when Vivienne uncovers the truth behind their marriage, love is no longer enough to make her stay. Faced with a choice between the life she wants and the man she never meant to love; she makes a decision she cannot take back. Years later a kidnapping, forces her back into Damon’s world—one she thought she had escaped. With time, distance, and secrets between them, the lines between past and present begin to blur. And as danger closes in, so does the truth—about the child, about their choices, and about everything they left unfinished. Bound by lies and broken by truth, this is a story of love, power, and harsh decisions that define us.
View MoreVivienne’s POV:“Damon, stop,” I whispered, flushed.He pulled back with a smirk and straightened up almost immediately. The warmth embracing me left just as quickly.“So, what’s the play, Marshal?” Alec asked.Damon casually shrugged. “I’ll give Arthur a call,”“What traditions were they talking about?” I asked, again, suddenly feeling anxious.“It’s the mafia law,” Damon started. “To show the marriage is legitimate it must be witnessed and undergoes three rites,”He picked his glass and took a sip.“The Public Claim. The wife must be declared in front of the families. Then there is the blindfold ritual and,”A pause.“The Binding Rite,” My heart dropped.“Binding Rite? What is that?” my voice wavered.He looked at me with intensity. “Consummation,”I scoffed.“Right,”“It’s serious Vivienne,” he casually stated, “You and I both have to do that or else my marriage will be questioned,” he rubbed his thumb over his clenched jaw, “I don’t like people questioning me,”“Do…does it, um, li
“It was a joke Marshal. Relax,” Noah passed Damon, patting him along the shoulder as he went to lounge on the sofas. “How come we didn’t hear about the wedding?” Noah questioned.“I didn’t announce it,”“Why?” Alex went to pour himself a glass of whiskey from the bar. “Have you forgotten our traditional ways, Marshal?”Damon’s jaw ticked.What traditions?“Unless,” Noah jerked forward, his finger pointing at Damon, “You didn’t want to go through all that. I wonder why you would do that though”They were provoking him.“Do you want a drink, Mrs. Williams?” Alex offered from the bar. “No. Thank you,” I replied, keeping my voice steady and confident.I noticed how Damon’s eyes brushed past Alex before he led me towards the sofas. He gestured for me to take a seat and I did, gladly. I wasn’t sure how long I could stand without trembling.Damon sat next to me, his arm stretching through behind me.“I don’t remember asking your permission on how and when to get married?” Damon smiled.“Ah,
Vivienne’s POV:“Morning, V” I heard Aubrey as she closed the door of her room, behind me.“Morning,” I said without turning around, ignoring the new nickname I had been given.“Oh, wow,” she exclaimed, “Is there a party going on? Did someone forget to invite me?”She was referring to the people standing in the lounge. Apparently, Alec, Mark, and Luis were here along with two other men with who stood by the elevator like guards.As if the incident upstairs wasn’t overwhelming enough, I had to deal with all this…crowd…invading my privacy.“Hey,” Alec greeted.“Morning,” added Luis.“How you doing, kiddo?” Mark nodded.At his voice I turned to look at him recalling how they both were brother and sister. I studied Aubrey as she walked straight up to them and hugged the three men one by one, like they all were brothers to her.I watched Aubrey and Mark more closely. They did not resemble each other in the slightest.Apart from their eyes.“Where’s Marshal?” she glanced around dramatically.
He got up, towering over me as he looked down upon me. He took a step forward and I took one backward.It was still a mystery why I kept testing him. Maybe it was the way he responded. I knew how aggravated I made him, how irritation simmered beneath his skin but he never hurt me. Not in the way a powerful man, like him, could.And maybe, just maybe, I want to see how far I could push him for him to push me back.Damon was used to people bending at his feet. Defiance was something that intrigued him but…I guess I over did it this time.“I have been far too patient with you. Perhaps, you mistake it for kindness,” his face expression was detached, jaw tightened and eyes deadly.“You’re not the only one being patient. I didn’t ask you to marry me, you brought this upon yourself, Damon,” I snapped, my voice stern. “I am your wife. Not some random chick you can order around,”A quiet smile appeared on his face.“You haven’t been performing your marital duties, wife,”“Not everything has to
I never dreamed I would find love. Least of all with the man I had sworn to hate.Even now, as I walked through the prison gates with anticipation running through my body, I still couldn’t shake that feeling off. That thrill of seeing him again.Because I still loved him.Because I knew I wouldn’t
An hour later, I was sitting in a white Bentley all changed into a set of more relaxed clothes. There were black Range Rovers in front of me and behind me. I could hear muffled voices of my dad and Damon exchanging some words as they came nearer to the car.“Thank you, Mr. Williams. I won’t let you
“Take off your dress” he ordered.“No,” I plainly answered.“I’m tired. Don’t make it hard for yourself. Be a good girl and take it off,” he wanted to make it seem like I had no option. But I did. And I was sticking with it.“I said, no,”He took his coat off, sighing in defeat.“I know what you’re
I think I never regretted something so much in my life than I did those two words.“Say that again,” his voice came out all seductive. What was wrong with me? His words, his tone, his voice…they were making me flutter.I won’t say it again. Because he can’t order me around. And because, I was not l
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