로그인The dim glow of the late afternoon sun bathed the grand pillars of the Thorne family's main mansion in a cold, gloomy atmosphere. The magnificent European-style estate, which had stood for decades as the ultimate symbol of power, greed, and limitless luxury, now resembled nothing more than a graveyard for a fallen ego. Along the front driveway, several official vehicles bearing the insignia of the National Enforcement Office were parked in orderly rows, their presence filling the air with the undeniable weight of the law.Bang!The brass-reinforced oak gates were forced open by several enforcement officers in tactical uniforms."Please vacate the premises within ten minutes, Mr. Thorne! Pursuant to Asset Seizure Enforcement Order No. 402 regarding the transfer of all Thorne Enterprises assets to Mrs. Vivienne, this property has officially been sealed by law!" the chief enforcement officer declared firmly, his voice calm and completely devoid of sympathy.Dominic Thorne stood frozen in
The midday sunlight reflected brilliantly off the marble pillars of the National Asset and Finance Consolidation Building. Inside the grand conference room, the atmosphere was formal and filled with intense financial tension. Several senior officials from the Ministry of Finance and legal trustees sat in a row, facing a massive acquisition file that was about to reshape the international business landscape.Click.The solid teak double doors swung open.Vivienne stepped inside with confident strides that radiated elegance and absolute authority. She wore a premium deep maroon blazer tailored perfectly to her curvy figure, complemented by an elegant gold brooch pinned to her chest. Not a single trace of the tears she had shed remained on her chubby face; her iron composure and tactical calm had fully returned.Walking at Vivienne's right side was Tristan Vance, dressed in a formal black suit. Although his handsome face was still marked with medical bandages and bluish bruises from the
The first light of dawn slipped through the torn silk curtains, casting golden streaks across the marble floor of the master suite. The remnants of last night's destruction still lay scattered throughout the room, yet atop the mahogany bed, the suffocating tension had faded into a quiet, steady silence.Vivienne slowly opened her round eyes. The tightness in her chest had begun to ease, replaced by the tactical resolve that once again filled her mind. She looked at Tristan's broad figure, still asleep beside her, his strong arm wrapped securely around her curvy waist with unwavering warmth. Despite the bruises staining his handsome face, Tristan looked remarkably peaceful, his expression reflecting a sincerity untouched by political masks.Vivienne gently reached out her warm fingers and softly touched Tristan's broad shoulder."Tristan... wake up. It's morning," Vivienne whispered, her voice low, slightly hoarse, yet incredibly gentle near his ear.Tristan let out a sleepy groan befo
The first light of dawn slipped through the torn silk curtains, casting golden streaks across the marble floor of the master suite. The remnants of last night's destruction still lay scattered throughout the room, yet atop the mahogany bed, the suffocating tension had faded into a quiet, steady silence.Vivienne slowly opened her round eyes. The tightness in her chest had begun to ease, replaced by the tactical resolve that once again filled her mind. She looked at Tristan's broad figure, still asleep beside her, his strong arm wrapped securely around her curvy waist with unwavering warmth. Despite the bruises staining his handsome face, Tristan looked remarkably peaceful, his expression reflecting a sincerity untouched by political masks.Vivienne gently reached out her warm fingers and softly touched Tristan's broad shoulder."Tristan... wake up. It's morning," Vivienne whispered, her voice low, slightly hoarse, yet incredibly gentle near his ear.Tristan let out a sleepy groan befo
The night crawling toward dawn left an incredibly heavy silence inside the master suite room. The remnants of the fierce storm from the treachery of the three men of the Vance clan still left a dense trace in the air, but on top of that mahogany wooden bed, time seemed to move slower with a steady rhythm. Inside the wrap of the thick white silk blanket, Vivienne was still weeping and sobbing, hiding her chubby face in the nook of Tristan's broad neck which was stained with spots of dried blood completely tonight.Tristan tightened the embrace of his strong hands on Vivienne's fertile back, letting the woman's ripe silk gown rub smoothly against his broad chest which felt painful due to the brutal beating earlier completely tonight."There now... don't cry anymore, Vivienne," Tristan whispered with an incredibly softening baritone tone of voice, hoarsely near the woman's earlobe. His robust fingers, which were trembling from enduring physical pain, continuously stroked Vivienne's black
The suite door slammed violently against the wall completely tonight. Tristan Vance stood at the threshold with a pair of dark eyes widening completely, filled with a wrath that exploded violently at the top of his head. An incredibly dense murderous aura roared from his sturdy body the moment he witnessed the horrific sight on top of the bed completely tonight."BASTARDS! GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER!" Tristan roared with an overly fierce gasp in his voice, shattering the silence of the room completely tonight.However, on the bed, Julian further increased the rhythm of his licking, thrusting his tongue quickly and fiercely on Vivienne's most sensitive area completely tonight. Along with that, Alistair and Christian grew even more ferocious as they suckled on Vivienne's voluptuous breasts, squeezing those fertile mounds without any gap completely tonight."Ahhhh! No... Ahhh! So good... Oh God... Jan... Julian... Ahhh!" Vivienne moaned and screamed in pleasure with a hoarse voice that pitch
The clock had only just struck nine in the morning when the taxi dropped Vivienne off in the integrated business district. There was still one hour left before her appointment with Alistair Vance. Her stomach growled loudly, blending with the lingering ache and anger from what had happened with Tri
Tristan did not answer Vivienne’s question immediately. He simply pulled his red sports car over to the shaded side of the road before turning off the engine. Instant silence once again engulfed the luxurious cabin.“Why are you quiet? Is something wrong with your eyes?” Vivienne snapped, growing i
The sound of the front door being opened roughly shattered the silence of the night exactly at one in the morning. Vivienne, who had been curled up in the dark corner of the second-floor hallway, immediately tensed. Unsteady footsteps and soft flirtatious giggles echoed through the living room.It
The black sedan sped through the night at high speed. Inside the suffocating silence, Dominic gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged visibly. The moment the car stopped in front of their luxurious mansion, Dominic stepped out and slammed the door shut. He did not w







