INICIAR SESIÓNVivian groaned as the morning sun hit her face, as she had no curtains to protect her from it.
"Note to self, get curtains someday." She said to herself as she tousled out of her. She took a cold shower because she had no other choice. Then she dressed up in her white shirt and blue jeans and put on her striped apron as she tied her hair in a bun. She hummed to the kitchen and met her dad serving pancakes as he rolled the tyres on his wheelchair. "Good morning Dad." Vivian said as she kissed his balding head. "Hello, sunshine." He said with a smile. "Made breakfast." He said it as if he didn't do it every morning. "Yayyy." She said as she sat on the table. She ate so fast it was as if someone dared her too finish it in 5 seconds. "Whoa, slow down kid, before you give yourself a heart attack." He laughed. "I have to finish up fast dad, you know we are owing rent and I have a lot of things I want to change around this house." She smiled as she picked up her plate and dropped in the sink since the dinning table was in the kitchen as well. "Are you going down to the bakery now?" He said watching her pick up her keys. "Yeah, starting work early brings luck you know." She said. "I'll be down in a sec, okay?" He said. "No dad. Take the day off." She said. "I can't possibly let you work alone." He sounded concerned. "I insist." She smiled. "Okay, if you say so." And with that Vivian went down the stairs of their apartment and walked across the street where their bakery was; At the lake. The bakery was the only place Vivian got her income from, it was little, but that was what she had to do to help her dad. She baked in the mornings, sold in the afternoons and went to a little bar to sing for about an hour then serve drinks as well. if there was enough time she would wash dishes. She spent her morning listening to Sabrina Carpenter, baking, dancing, trying to forget about Adrian Cross and trying to be in a good mood. In the afternoon she barely made any sales, then closed up in the evening. She got dressed in the bakery and went to the bar to give her performance. The Owner of the café; Shakes said that If she kept up the good work she might be given a raise. Vivian would have been excited if he didn't say that 9 times ago. That night when she held the mic it felt like it was the last time as she sang 'Espresso' by Sabrina Carpenter. "I'm working late....., cos I'm a singer, but he looks so cute, wrapped round my finger....." She sang as she twirled her finger round her hair and bit her lip. The bar went wilder by the second. As she sang and swayed her hips, she noticed a familiar face; Adrian Cross. "No..., no, no, no...." She thought. Her smile dropped. "Yes...., yes, yes, yes...." He thought. His smile Widened. "Too bad your ex don't do it for Ya....." She said as she stylishly walked down the stage. Adrian's guards stood up. "Now he's thinking 'bout me, baby I know...." She sang as she walked to the backdoor. "Say you can't sleep baby I know, that's that me Espresso." She finished. "That was me everyone goodnight." She said as she ran out through the exit. "Hey toots...." Shakes called after her. "Maybe if you keep this up...." "A raise, yeah, yeah." She said as she flagged a cab. "Please take me there as fast as possible." She said to the cab driver as soon as she told him the address. When she got to her apartment, she noticed a black Audi Convoy parked around her apartment. "No." She said as she ran up the stairs. She met men in black standing on the passage to her apartment. She met the door open. She pushed it. Her dad was sitting at the table looking tensed because he was surrounded by men, about ten men in her small kitchen/dinning room. Her dad noticed her and his face looked less distressed. More entered from behind her. Then she noticed someone coming from her room. Adrian. "What are you doing here?" She practically screamed. "Chill, you are meant to say, 'I miss you, Daddy.' Come give me a hug." He smiled. "Are you insane???" She said with a look of terror. "I saw your little performance in that pub, I didn't know you could bust a move like that. If you showed me those moves yesterday I would've just let you off with a warning." He smirked. "Are you insane? What are you doing here?" She asked calmly this time. "Can't I just come over to see my father in law?" He said innocently. "Father in law??" She glanced at her dad to search his face for answers. Her dad looked guilty. "What is he talking about?" "Oh your dad signed a little contract that's all." Adrian smiled. "What do you mean 'signed a little contract'??" She was still looking at her dad. "He said he was going to kill you and take away the bakery if I didn't sign, he said he was going to throw us out." Her dad was at the verge of tears. "He said he had you kidnapped." "What's in the contract?" She walked up and held her dad as she stared Adrian down. "Only that your dad agrees to let you marry me and if he does anything funny I take your house and bakery." He smiled. A man slid the contract down to her. "Now it's your turn." Adrian smiled. "What if I say no?" She was still holding her dad's shoulder. Adrian smiled. "I love your games Viv." He said. "Don't." She frowned.Vivian felt like she had received closure. This was the first time she felt that way ever since her mum passed. She felt kinda happy. Who knew talking to Adrian could make her feel that way? Adrian was glad Vivian was freer around him. She seemed happier and less hidden. The past weeks were filled with random bickering, a lot of unannounced dates, and a lot of lovemaking. They were living their best lives. Vivian could tolerate Adrian a little. Adrian could also tolerate her a little. Adrian was preparing for work one morning when Vivian ran up to him in her pyjama shorts and one of his shirts. "You're up early." Sdrian said with a smile. "Yeah." She breathed, holding her knees. "Wait a minute." She said. She had been running. Adrian was amused. "Why is your face like that?" She frowned as she handed him a brown bag. "What is this?" He held the bag. "I made you lunch." Vivian smiled. She held the bag with him. "I made a muffin too. Well, muffins, actually
The piano. The first and only instrument she knew how to play. For some weird reason, she remembered her. She always remembered her anytime she saw a piano or heard it. Vivian walked towards it like a ghost looking for a soul to possess. She sat on the stool and looked at the keys. Then she took a deep breath. She started playing. And playing as if she was Beethoven at the biggest orchestra in the world. "You're really good." She heard a voice from behind her. It was Adrian. She stopped. "Thank you." She said shyly, then tucked some of her hair behind her air. Then he sat next to her. "How'd you learn to play like that?" He asked. "My mum taught me how to play. She worked at this ballet orchestra place." She smiled. "Do you guys still talk?" He asked, looking at the keys. "Yeah. If you count praying for her as talking, then yes, we talk." She smiled, then started playing with her fingers. "She passed when I was younger." She said. "I'm so sorry." Adrian s
Adrian leaned closer to her. Then, he went down on his knees. "What are you doing?" Vivian asked as she looked down and saw his mischievous smile. "Having dessert." He said, then parted her legs some more. He shifted her lace undergarments and then licked her clit. She shivered. "I'm going to devour your pretty little cunt." Adrian said holding her thighs. "I bet you it can be that good." Vivian teased to leave him on edge so that he can destroy her. He put his head in her dress. One lick. Two licks. Slowly trying to gain a steady pace. Vivian put her fingers through his hair as he tasted every inch if her "Adrian stop, I'm going to cum." She gasped as he licked the inside of her walls. He stopped. Then he looked at her. "Good. That's exactly what I want." He said, then continued. Her orgasm rippled through her body and into his mouth. He slurped and then wiped his mouth. Vivian looked like she just went to orgasm heaven. "Let's go home. I want to
Adrian leaned closer to her. Then, he went down on his knees. "What are you doing?" Vivian asked as she looked down and saw his mischievous smile. "Having dessert." He said, then parted her legs some more. He shifted her lace undergarments and then licked her clit. She shivered. "I'm going to devour your pretty little cunt." Adrian said holding her thighs. "I bet you it can be that good." Vivian teased to leave him on edge so that he can destroy her. He put his head in her dress. One lick. Two licks. Slowly trying to gain a steady pace. Vivian put her fingers through his hair as he tasted every inch if her "Adrian stop, I'm going to cum." She gasped as he licked the inside of her walls. He stopped. Then he looked at her. "Good. That's exactly what I want." He said, then continued. Her orgasm rippled through her body and into his mouth. He slurped and then wiped his mouth. Vivian looked like she just went to orgasm heaven. "Let's go home. I want to
"It depends. How good is your hypothesis?" Vivian said, looking into his eyes, not willing to give in. He pulled up her night dress and raised one of her legs on his torso. Then she gave made a little jump and hoisted herself in the wall, wrapping her legs around his waist. "I'd say even professors would agree with me." He smirked. "Then I think you should show me how good it is." She smiled. He pulled her gently by the neck and held unto it. He kissed her as if she was the oxygen he breathed. He slipped one of his hands in between the space between them and pulled her silk underwear aside. He stroked her with two fingers. She whimpered as she tried to keep her balance. He steadied her. With a smile on his face. "Do you agree with my professors now?" He said as he but her jaw. "Mm hmm....." She moaned as he slipped his fingers into her. "Who does your tight little cunt belong to?" He said with a smirk. "You....." She moaned as he added another finger. "It's....too..
Everyone had only one thing to talk about...., Mrs. Stone. The trending topic on every billboard, Magazine, TV show, Newspaper, practically anything that carried news. HEADLINE: ADRIAN STONE HAS TAKEN IN A WIFE, LOCAL BAKER GIRL, VIVIAN LANE. Vivian read on one of the billboard pictures Stacy sent to her as they face timed while Adrian was out. "So you argued with this guy, and he thinks the best punishment is to marry you?" Stacy mused. "It's not a good thing." Vivian sighed. "What do you mean it's not a good thing. This man literally caters to all your needs." Stacy practically yelled. "I have been here just a week, Stace." Vivian rolled her eyes as she picked up a cupcake. "Besides, he has been barely home because of all the business meetings and press conferences he has to attend to. With him in this house, it is absolute chaos. We have to share a room." Vivian groaned. "Are you in your right senses?? Do you know the difference of good and bad at all? You got forcef







