The next day, Vivian, still suffering from the effects of the hormone, was sent back to the Campbells. Fearing that she would harbor hatred toward Victoria, Jackson ordered the family to be removed from São Paulo and forbidden from returning. Only then did he feel at peace.
With Vivian gone, Victoria's mood brightened. She began to eagerly prepare for the weekend photo shoot with Jackson and the children.
Meanwhile, Elijah remained silent about the cooperation. Victoria didn't want to waste energy on the subject, so she asked Jayric to follow up on the process. What she really wanted was to enjoy Jackson and the children during those days.
The weekend arrived quickly.
Jackson canceled all his appointments and took Victoria, Enzo, and Lara to Matthew's mansion for the family photo shoot.
The mansion, with its medieval-style villa and lush gardens, was perfect for outdoor photography. Jackson chose the location for its welcoming atmosphere and
Jackson hated dull marriages.He and Victoria were young—and to him, that meant they could enjoy everything married life had to offer.Passion, desire, companionship.All of that kept love alive.Besides, Jackson believed he could teach her many things.Victoria was only allowed to blossom in front of him—to be completely womanly only in his arms.When his hands slid toward her breasts, Victoria blushed instantly.Her body reacted sensitively, even as she tried to resist.Jackson, noticing her nervousness, smiled and promised:“I won't go too far, darling.”She looked at him suspiciously, but eventually gave in.In fact, Jackson kept his promise... at least at first.But as his hands moved gently over her body—rising and falling in slow caresses—Victoria felt her face burn.The heat on her skin was like fire under his fingertips.When the mov
The smile on his face made her immediately realize what he was planning.Victoria's eyes widened, urgently pulling his hand away and whispering:“Are you crazy? You want to do that here? We're in public!”Her face burned with embarrassment.She knew that men like Jackson, rich and influential, were accustomed to all kinds of luxury and entertainment.But she never imagined that he, always so serious and restrained, had such a daring side.Now she was caught up in this dangerous mix of love, desire, and provocation.“Don't be afraid. We're a couple. It's boring to stay home all the time,” Jackson replied, leaning toward her and lightly brushing his nose against hers.“We should learn to have fun.”Victoria sighed, torn between embarrassment and excitement.She didn't know how to respond.But deep down, she felt that with Jackson, the fun was just beginning.Victoria
Without realizing it, she also kept a little secret about the same subject.“What kind of person?” she asked, resting her face on his chest.“A client. Want to know more?” Jackson teased, rubbing his nose against hers.Victoria shook her head, smiling.“I don't think so. If it's a client, it's your business.”“Good girl,” he replied, satisfied.The car drove down the lit road toward the movie theater.After a few minutes, Victoria lifted herself slightly from his embrace.“Wait... it's almost nine. What movie will still be playing?”Jackson looked at her with that confident smile that took her breath away. “Even if there are no movies, I'll find a way to make you watch one.”He was serious. If the cinema was closed, he would open it — just for her.Victoria laughed softly and snuggled back into his arms.“I know you'r
However, before she could complete the sentence forming on her lips, a voice interrupted the moment.“By the way, would you like to see a movie after dinner?”It was Elijah.Unlike the suit he had worn earlier, he was now wearing a fitted white T-shirt and navy jeans. Casual. Comfortable. Calculated.Jackson noticed him approaching and, before he reached the table, leaned over and kissed Victoria on the lips. The gesture was slow, striking, public. An explicit claim.Ellijah paused for a second. His eyes narrowed, his jaw locked. The smile he wore almost faded, but he quickly resumed his polite mask.“Mr. Carson, Ms. Lazer, sorry to keep you waiting,” he said with a polished smile.“Mr. Daniels, please sit down,” Jackson's voice was firm, laden with authority. He stared at him effortlessly, but conveying power in every second of that gaze.Ellijah pulled out his chair and sat down wi
His lips slid down to her delicate neck, distributing warm, slow kisses. With each breath, his warm breath, tinged with alcohol, tickled her sensitive skin. Victoria shivered all over.“Jackson... please...” Her voice was a broken whisper, her fingers trembling as she grabbed his gray shirt.He lifted his face for a moment, his eyes filled with possessiveness and tenderness.“Just a second,” he promised softly, before leaning down again.This time, he kissed her hard on the neck, pressing hard enough to leave a visible mark.Victoria gasped, pulling back slightly. She tapped his chest lightly, embarrassed, biting her lip.“Jackson! How am I supposed to work tomorrow like this?”Deep down, she knew it wasn't just about work. Dinner with Elijah and the others was planned — and now she would have to show up with the obvious mark of Jackson's possession.“Jackson, did you do that on p
In the office, Jackson watched the broadcast with predatory eyes.Ellijah's insolent gaze at the camera made his anger explode.CRACK!The luxurious pen in his hand broke in half.The ink dripped down his fingers and stained the table.Maison froze for a moment, startled—he rarely saw Jackson lose control. Quickly, he grabbed some tissues and wiped his boss's hand, asking no questions.“Would you like me to look into it, sir?” he murmured cautiously.“No.” Jackson's voice sounded cold, restrained.He knew how much Victoria had dedicated herself to building JB. Interrupting the ceremony now would only hurt her.She wanted a solid career, something that would make her feel like an equal beside him.And Jackson trusted her. He always would.But trusting her didn't mean tolerating flies buzzing around his wife.He needed a plan—perfect, relentless.&ldq