MasukVIONNE’S POVI didn’t wait for her to process my words or say anything else. If I had?History would have been made today.She's goddamn lucky!I must say, this stage seems extremely tougher than I thought. So, I have to be tough. The toughness my dad brought out in me at an early age. I needed it now.I know I must have said betrayal started with my dad supporting a betraying ex-husband and daughter?I was only trying not to expose all of his wickedness. Because it did start before I even knew right from wrong.Mild betrayal, wickedness. Everything to traumatize a little child of seven or probably eight.A child who was supposed to be protected, loved and allowed to enjoy her childhood. But apparently, that was too much to ask for.Anyways, thank God I'm still breathing. I don't even know how.I'm not gonna dwell on my life story, but you all are gonna understand sooner.However. What a mood spoiler. An old cargo. Intruder.Anyways, I kept walking, rage boiling deep into my bones, my
VIONNEYou really want to know what I did? Awwn.Trust me, I wasn’t trying to let this pass by. I fucking bit his lips, and I tasted his thick, prideful blood. Oh my God, it was delicious.And him? His tongue froze in my mouth, and his grip on me loosened. I then pulled away from him.A smug smile spread across my lips. The crowd must have noticed what happened because now I could hear little murmurs and whispers.“How do you feel, love?” I asked him, holding his gaze, my stomach rumbling with both pride and a little bit of fear.“Extreme,” he responded, his piercing blue eyes not leaving mine either.His smile was everything. His eyes shone with more stunned surprise than anger.He didn’t rage. He was just chill. Like biting him was something special I’d done for him.The murmuring from the crowd didn’t last. As they went quiet, way too quiet, I figured they could probably feel the tension.And just before I could shift my eyes toward them, cheers erupted. People were clapping, laugh
VIONNE’S POVWe were already at the front of the office gate.If I wasn’t mistaken, our car had just pulled through the tall, magnificent golden gate.The kind of gate that was worth more than some wealthy man’s entire house.Daddy, you are way too rich. You’ve just a few companies that I know of, and they could probably generate this kind of income.What am I missing?You should be way too careful if you do something underground, or I might find out. Because trust me, you’re way too heartless to be pure.As he drove into the parking lot area, I saw them through the window, already lurking around the corner.Paparazzi.Or was I paranoid?I didn’t know much about what we were about to do. I just knew we were doing it for the world to see and believe.Especially the so-called Wallace family.Damian mentioned Jade was up to something. Up to what exactly?!Only the secretive Damian Callahan knows. But I definitely know something is at stake… probably life.That aside, today was no ordinar
VIONNE’S POVOh well.I came downstairs, and Darien Callahan seemed to be having a perfect time with his baby mama.Stunned, I stood watching their nonsense, like it was a K-drama.I hope you clearly understood? I said stunned, not jealous. Not angry.However, each moment got more interesting, varying from adjusting his collar to smoothing his shirt to a deep French kiss.Soraya, or Raya, as he would call her, actually thought all that would make me jealous or angry?Oh, come on. Get down there, witch.Witch is just a nickname I gave her. I swear we’re cool.Anyways, Darien should get ready to be stunned by me. Soon.Me, jealous?Not a woman like me, who was discarded by her father, divorced by the husband she loved so much, and left to start love all over again.However, I won’t deny the fact that I was floored by whatever I’d seen and astonished by how Darien seemed to be rich in character with their display.When she left, I was pretending to be on my phone, like I was unbothered,
DARIEN’S POVI walked out of her room when I was done with her.Bad thing, my body couldn’t stop reacting. It could no longer understand the concept of maintaining boundaries.Bad thing, it was deviating from the plan. Back there, I’d wanted to throw her on the bed and fuck the life out of her. Until breathing became dangerous for her.I didn’t want Vionne to see me as a man who couldn’t resist. As a man who was in love.Because she was gonna fucking use it against me. That’s what women do. Those other women did. I’m not making those mistakes anymore.The elevator beeped, disturbing my thoughts. I stepped out, walking into a small hallway, the white lights from the chandelier casting their glow on me and the marble tiles, too. I passed the hallway leading to the sitting room.Halfway into the sitting room, I heard a familiar, faint voice talking on the phone or probably to one of the workers.I halted. The voice was muffled.“…You’ve got to move fast with whatever details you have. We
VIONNE’S POVHe smiled. Actual smile. And was still smiling, even when I could see something in his eyes.This had been him in the past few weeks, always smiling, always checking up on me. Did I mention he’d actually gifted me three times? I still had the gifts. Hadn’t unboxed them yet.I wasn’t saying he hadn’t been nice to me. The care and love he’d shown me were massive, and you know what the scary and suspicious part was?I once said Zayn had dual characteristics. I think it’s a family thing. Darien can be good and bad to you at the same time.Honestly, his kindness these past few weeks was one of the reasons I was agreeing to what was happening today.Anyways, I was thrown into critical thinking immediately. Busy trying to understand. Busy trying to connect things, including Soraya’s display. Or what she was about to say.Was I gonna run or stay?No. I wouldn’t.If not for anything else, then for the thoughts I’d had yesterday. They made my hunger for revenge intense. You won’t w
Vionne 's Pov. One month. That’s how long it had been since Harrison walked out and I signed those divorce papers. A whole month of trying to breathe normally again. I tried to pick myself up every morning and act like I was okay. I told myself I didn’t need him. I told myself he wasn’t worth my
Vionne 's Pov. The elevator ride to his hotel room was quiet, filled with the kind of tension that pressed into my chest and made my heart beat faster. I could feel his eyes on me as we rose floor after floor. He didn’t touch me, but his presence filled the small space like smoke. Heavy. Warm. Dan
Vionne 's Pov. After signing those papers. I thought there would be some kind of relief, some kind of freedom in finally letting go of Harrison. But instead, I felt nothing. Just this numb weight sitting on my chest, pressing into my lungs, making it hard to breathe. It was past eight when I f
Vionne 's Pov. I had barely slept. My head throbbed from the tears I refused to let fall, and my body felt heavy, like I’d aged years in one night. But I couldn’t hide in this house forever. I had to face my family eventually. And more importantly, I had to face her. Nora. My stepsister. My fri







