Vivianne swallowed before averting her gaze. She didn't know how to respond, and she also didn't understand why instead of getting angry at Beckett's lascivious remarks, her body seemed to heat up even more."Just watch the movie!" Vivianne exclaimed before adjusting her posture and crossing her arms.Beckett just laughed before resuming his earlier activity of watching the movie, while Vivianne opted to listen to music. The girl didn't bother thinking about her suitcase anymore because, as Beckett had said, there was nothing they could do about it.So now, she decided to just enjoy their vacation and not dwell on anything else for the moment.Sixteen hours later, they finally arrived at Venice Marco Polo Airport. They were in Venice, Italy, and Vivianne couldn't contain her joy as she looked around the whole place."Wow! It's so beautiful here!" Vivianne exclaimed with a wide smile."We're just at the airport, yet you're so happy," Beckett said, smiling and shaking his head.Vivianne
BECKETT kissed Vivianne as if it were their last day on Earth, and Vivianne reciprocated with the same intensity. Both of Beckett's arms were wrapped around Vivianne's neck, while his hands roamed over her buttocks, giving them a gentle squeeze."Ah…" Vivianne let out a soft moan. She enjoyed what Beckett was doing, especially his way of kissing her. It was deep, passionate, and it seemed to drive her wild. "M-More…""As you wish, my wife."Beckett granted her request. From her lips, Beckett's lips slowly moved to her neck, while the hand that was on her buttocks moments ago was now traveling up to her thighs.He immediately found her sweet spot, and Beckett couldn't help but smile at the muffled moans from Vivianne as he explored her femininity with his hand."Even if you ask me to stop now, I won't," Beckett whispered in a seductive tone before inserting two fingers inside her.As much as he wanted to go all out on Vivianne now, he knew she wouldn't be able to handle his size, nor h
After they showered, Vivianne lay sprawled on the sofa like a limp vegetable. She was still in her bathrobe, her hair soaking wet, but she couldn't muster the strength to stand up anymore.Beckett had promised earlier that they would just take a shower. However, they ended up having sex in the bathroom, and it wasn't just one round. There were many.Most of the time, she was standing, so her legs were now trembling.She gave Beckett a glare, and he felt it even though he was facing away from her while drying himself.“Why are you looking at me like that?” Beckett asked without turning to face her.“You said, just a shower!” Vivianne snapped.“I said that, but you’re the one who requested me to enter my cock inside you,” he chuckled.“You tricked me!” Vivianne retorted before sitting properly on the bed. “Y-You made me feel good!” she stuttered.Beckett's words were true. When she was lost in pleasure from what he was doing, she was the one who suggested they do that. And because of th
Beckett stood by his words. His wife was taken to various places, and he made her experience the unique things Italy had to offer. Beckett didn't even allow her to dwell on problems for a few seconds. Every time she drifted off, even for a moment, thinking about her mother, Beckett immediately brought her back to the present.“We’ll go back soon. For now, let’s enjoy the view.” Beckett pointed to the paintings inside the Scuola Grande di San Rocco—their last stop for the day.Vivianne followed suit. She let herself be immersed in the elegance of the paintings and felt the emotions they conveyed. And as she looked around, one painting caught her attention.[Miracle of The Slave by Jacopo Tintoretto]“A slave was punished by his master because he prayed to the tomb of San Marco, causing him to be blind and have his legs fractured… But San Marco appeared, breaking the instruments used to torture the slave before he freed him,” Vivianne read the inscription below the painting. “How lucky
Vivianne glanced at her husband, his brow furrowed. "Do you know him?""A former classmate," Beckett replied, but his gaze remained on Laurel's hand holding Vivianne's palm."Sorry, man. I didn’t know," Laurel chuckled, quickly releasing Vivianne. "Your girlfriend?"Beckett raised his right hand to show their wedding ring, and Laurel's lips parted in surprise. "Damn! You’re married! I will report this to everyone later!""Maybe they already know. You’re just not watching the news," Beckett shrugged, placing a hand on Vivianne's waist as if asserting that she belonged to him and no one else could claim her.Vivianne smiled slightly at that. Even though Laurel, the guy in front of them, was handsome, she would still choose Beckett."What are you doing here?" Beckett asked Laurel again."For fun, of course. Look, so many pretty girls are out here," Laurel grinned, and Vivianne realized he was a playboy but still had a somewhat intimidating aura. "But I should also ask you the same thing.
Vivianne stopped walking when Beckett said that. “Are we going to be together?”“If you want to, why not?” Beckett replied seriously before scanning the area outside the airport.A man waved at him, one of his employees whom he instructed earlier to bring the car to the airport. He doesn’t want to use Synverse’s car for personal errands like this, especially when he’s with his wife. It's better to avoid any potential gossip.Beckett led Vivianne toward the car and opened the car door for her.“Hop in,” Beckett instructed his wife.But Vivianne stood her ground. She didn’t get in and just looked at Beckett. There was a look of puzzlement in her eyes. “Why are you coming home with me, and why do I need to get my other belongings?”“I’ll answer that once we’re on the ride back to your mansion. For now, just hop in,” Beckett replied in a cold tone.But Vivianne didn’t obey him. They continued to stare at each other, and it seemed like there was electricity in their eyes. While they were v
Like Vivianne, Alfred's men were also surprised to see Beckett pointing his gun at them. His gaze was sharp and menacing, causing them to step back slightly. No one spoke to them, afraid that Beckett might pull the trigger and kill them all. While the servants didn't know the true nature of the young man, the guards did. They also knew how brutal Beckett could be towards his enemies. He was no longer afraid of blood, and he was willing to do anything for Vivianne."Lower your weapon. They're becoming more tense with you pointing the gun at us," Vivianne ordered her husband, glancing around anxiously. "Mom will worry if she hears gunshots downstairs.""Then tell them to drop their guns first, because I'm not planning to be vulnerable while all their guns are pointing at us… Especially you," Beckett replied, still focused ahead, watching the movements of each opponent.But no one lowered their guns, so Beckett became even more alert. Tension filled the silence between them. It was onl
"IT'S EASY to die for someone you love, but can you endure and live through all the hardships with them?" Ella asked again.Beckett was taken aback by what he heard. All this time, he thought his mindset was correct—that he would unquestionably give his own life for Vivianne's well-being. But if he did that, Vivianne would be left alone, and she would have a permanent heartache. Losing a loved one brings a permanent scar to someone, and Beckett knew that all too well. That's what he experienced when his parents were killed.Beckett smiled before speaking again. "Let me rephrase it. I'm willing to live for a lifetime to be at your daughter’s side at all times."Ella nodded approvingly at what the young man said. Vivianne felt the same way. She seemed reassured upon hearing Beckett's words because it meant he wouldn't easily sacrifice his life anymore… because now, he had a reason to live.Pain is not his motivation anymore to live; it’s his love for Vivianne.After that, they caught