Se connecterThe Heiress Who Sold Her Heart On the night Vivienne Laurent refuses to sign away her inheritance, her father frames her for embezzlement, her fiancé betrays her before the world, and her family declares her dead. But Vivienne survives. Three years later, she returns as V… the masked designer shaking the fashion world with collections no one can copy and a fortune no one can control. Behind her stands Silas Crowe, the ruthless investor who once rescued her from death… and who knows secrets about her mother that could destroy everything Vivienne believes about herself. Laurent Atelier still thinks its forgotten heiress is buried. Her father still rules from his throne of silk, lies, and stolen money. Her ex-fiancé still believes regret will earn him another chance. They have no idea the woman they betrayed has returned with a new name, a hidden empire, and one goal: to take back everything they stole. But revenge becomes dangerous when Vivienne learns the truth—her mother’s death was not an accident, Silas’s family is tied to the Laurent crimes, and the man protecting her may have been watching her long before she ever knew his name. She once sold her heart to the wrong man. This time, she will sell nothing. Not her name. Not her power. Not her soul.
Voir plusChapter 7: V Is BornFor a long time, Vivienne could not stop staring at the black banner on the television screen.IN MEMORY OF VIVIENNE LAURENT.Her name looked wrong surrounded by white lilies and camera flashes.It looked clean.Final.As if she had been folded into a coffin before anyone had bothered to ask whether she was breathing.Silas’s arm was still around her waist.Vivienne stepped away from him.Not because she did not need the support.Because she did.And needing anything from another person suddenly felt dangerous.“They will hold a funeral,” she said.Mara muted the television again. “Probably.”“My father will speak.”“Yes.”“Celeste will cry.”Mara’s mouth tightened. “Most likely.”“Adrien will stand beside them and let everyone call him heartbroken.”Silas watched her carefully.Vivienne looked back at the screen.The news footage had changed to a photograph from her childhood. She was eight years old, standing between Lucien and her mother at a summer charity gal
Silas did not move.For the first time since Vivienne had met him, the man who seemed to have an answer for everything looked caught off guard.Rainwater dripped from the hem of his black coat. The iron gates behind them locked with a heavy metallic sound.Vivienne held up the tiny note between two trembling fingers.“Helena Crowe,” she said. “Your mother.”Silas’s eyes remained fixed on the name.“Yes.”“This address. What is it?”His jaw tightened.“A house outside the city.”“Did she live there?”“For a while.”“For a while?” Vivienne’s voice sharpened. “My mother hid your mother’s name inside a locket, told me not to trust anyone named Laurent, and left an address connected to your family. I think I deserve more than ‘for a while.’”Mara came around the SUV, her expression guarded.“Vivienne—”“No.” Vivienne looked at Silas. “No more half-truths. Not tonight.”Silas finally lifted his gaze to hers.The coldness in his eyes had changed. There was something raw beneath it now. Somet
Adrien's voice slid through the darkness like a knife."Vivienne, sweetheart...you should've signed."Vivienne gasped.The hallway stretched away in blackness, save the faint red glow from an emergency exit light. Somewhere in the distance, a pipe dripped steadily.Silas's hand closed around hers, unyielding, firm."Behind me," he muttered.Vivienne struggled. "Adrien is here."Silas didn't correct her."I know.""You suspected he was following us, and you didn't consider that I need to know?""Is this not the ideal time?""It is always an inconvenient time for you, isn't it?"A soft chuckle sounded from the darkness."There she is, always defending herself, even from the people who claim they want to help her." Adrien's voice rang out, smooth and maddeningly familiar.Vivienne's stomach twisted.This voice was supposed to make her feel safe, was supposed to lull her into a warm sense of belonging.Now, it made her skin crawl."Care to come out and tell me what you were doing, followi
The first gunshot rang out.Vivienne flinched.Silas reacted before she could draw a breath.One moment he was across from her, eyes calm and unreadable. The next his hand was around her wrist, dragging her backwards and behind the black sedan."Down," he ordered.Vivienne landed hard on her knees.Mara was already crouched behind the opposite side of the car, a gun in her hand. Her face was pale, but her grip steady."Two at the ramp," she said. "Three moving left.""Six total," Silas said.Vivienne stared at him."You counted?"Another shot rang out, above her head. The glass in the car exploded across the floor of the garage.Silas's body kept Vivienne's covered."Yes."The words fell from his mouth easily, a calm note of something akin to amusement in his voice.She pressed a palm to her bleeding hand. "Who are they?""Private security," Mara said."Not police," Vivienne clarified."That wasn't my question."Silas looked down at her. For the first time something sharp enough to wo
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