Mag-log inChapter 44VIVIANNE“You must do this.”Noah stared silently for a moment, then sighed and stood up.“I told you to stay out of—”“You don't get to tell me what to do, Noah,” I stood and faced him. He sighed deeply, driving his fingers through his hair.He turned to face me, our eyes locked as he asked, “are you suggesting that I marry Bailey then? Because obviously that's the only way out now,”I scoffed, “No! You will never marry Bailey.”He raised a brow. “Then what should I—”I closed the distance between us, reaching for his hand before I could think about it.“You can't give up like this, alright? You've worked too hard for—”“You think I'm fine giving up? Of course not. People are going to get hurt if I fight… My dad is dangerous. He would mess—”“Is this about me?”Colours drained from his face.I didn't know what I was doing, but my hand subconsciously moved to his face, cupping his cheek, “Don't worry about me, Noah. I'll be fine.”His lips parted, but he didn't say anythin
Chapter 43Vivianne Sinclair I'LL GIVE YOU TEN PERCENT OF THE COMPANY IN EXCHANGE FOR LEAVING NOAH.My fingers tightened at my sides as dad's voice echoed in my head even long after he'd said those disgusting words to me.“Think about this as me giving you a chance to come back to the family even when you don't deserve to.”That stung my heart even more. Family? Do I have one?“Consider this my last time trying to reach a compromise for your sake.”My chest burned with anger and disgust, fingers tightened so hard that my knuckles turned white.“I don't need your company!” I said between gritted teeth, eyes on him.He scoffed, his face hardening. “What?”I scoffed, biting hard into my lip until my teeth cut through my inner lip, and I tasted my blood. “I don't need your damn company or any other thing from you!” My eyes stung. I'd tell myself that I didn't give a damn, but caring about Bailey alone when I need this the most, and still rubbing it on my face… It hurts.“Have you never
Chapter 42Vivianne Sinclair THIS IS YOUR FAULT, VIVIANNE! YOU RUINED NOAH'S CAREER.I stared at my phone, the text Bailey sent to me was still glaring back at me.Even though it was just for a slight second, I felt guilt wash over me. I almost blamed myself for everything, but fuck it! I wasn't the guilty one. Mr. Boulevard is. I know what game Bailey is trying to play. She wants to guilt trip me… I won't accept that.My eyes were still glued to my phone when a gentle single knock came on the door. I lifted my gaze... Mark.He stood by the doorway, hands crossed in front of him, eyes on me, a smirk curling his lips.I rolled my eyes mentally. I'm not about to deal with him, am I?“Looks like someone is sad her little puppy isn't here…” His annoying voice tore through my office with a light chuckle.I stayed silent, barely giving him my attention… He wasn't worth it.“Wanted to deal with that bastard myself… too bad his dad already handled him for me…” he hovered over me.I stood t
Chapter 41Vivianne Sinclair I woke up on Noah's bed, naked under the duvet, the area between my legs still burning from the intense sex last night.Third time having sex with Noah in forty-eight hours. I'm fucked!We've had sex in almost every fucking part of the house for the past two days… in the living room… kitchen… his room. The only place we haven't touched yet is the bathroom… and somehow, I want to be fucked there too.Heat pooled below my stomach, my cheeks burning hot.I rolled out of the bed, my eyes dropping to my undies lying helplessly on the bed. Noah had tossed them across the room last night. Sighs. This is where they landed.I quickly slid into them before dashing out of the room, but paused as I was welcomed by Noah.He was climbing the staircase, but paused when he saw me.His face softened, a sweet smile plastering on his face as he said, “Good morning, beautiful,”My eyes dropped to his lips, and my inside twitched. The way his lips curled… fuck! I hate this,
Chapter 40Vivianne Sinclair I threw my head back on the couch, breath stuttering, pulse rising, and nails digging into the couch as Noah's tongue dragged every bit of my skin… My neck… earlobes… cleavage, and down to my belly button.I didn't want to do this… But even my body wasn't mine at the moment. I couldn't think of anything else but the image of Noah being inside me, giving me that feeling that I haven't had in forever.He pulled away, just enough to stare up at me, a smirk curling his lips.“Are you sure about this?” He asked… no… he teased me. Noah fucking teased. He knew that even if I didn't say yes to his question, I was so fucking down for this. He knew I hadn't been able to control myself around him.HE KNEW THAT MY BODY WANTED THIS.He chuckled… a soft throaty chuckle that had heat pooling below my stomach.“I like the way your eyes lit up, Vivianne…” He hushed, his palm warmed against my skin as his hand crawled up my bare skin, every touch… deadly and arousing.He c
Chapter 39 Vivianne Sinclair “What should we do now?” Noah sighed, sitting on the sofa. “I'm scared, honestly. What if he makes me lose my job? What if you can't participate in the match?” I panicked. He must've been waiting for this day all his life, and now this wizard is going to ruin everything for him? Wait! Why am I worried about him more? I should be more worried about my job, right? Everything is his fault. I mean… Sighs. Oh, God! I don't think it's right to blame him. I'm fucking losing my damn mind. Our eyes locked, a smile touching his lips. “Thank you for defending me…” “You looked cool just now.” I rolled my eyes, but still blushed. “Is that what you're more concerned about? Being cool? Dude, you're at the verge of losing…” I paused and sighed, dragging my fingers through my hair. “Seriously? You're smiling right now?” “Come on, go on, and don't mind me.” I blinked. “Huh?” “It's just that… Fuck! You look cute when you're anxious. Makes me wa







