LOGINFirst, she caught her sleazy good for nothing boyfriend cheating on her on their first year anniversary. To make matters worse? She discovered a stalker that same day. Talk about having bad luck! She called the police on the richest man in London. She thought he was a sleazy reporter snapping her picture without consent. He thought she was a gold-digger desperate for his attention. The misunderstanding sparked instant hatred and public humiliation. Desperate to fix her mistake, she tried everything to make amends. He refused to listen. Until one day… he did. Against all odds, they became friends. Then something more. But love, for them, would never come easy. And when he discovers the dangerous secret she’s been hiding since the day they met, the fallout is explosive. Now her life hangs in the balance, and there’s a cure, one that will erase every memory she’s ever had of him. Her life… or the precious memories of their love? Which will she choose?
View More"Wine?" Vivianne offered Shania, who was standing beside her, while she grabbed two cups of red wine for herself and Russell."I'll skip. I just want juice tonight.""That's weird. You, my best friend, Shania, are asking for Juice over Wine. Oh my!""Oh, shush and stop teasing me. Eugene is making me do this. He's the one who put me up to all these healthy whatever.""It's nice! As for me? Drinking till the day I die!"Just then, Russell came over to her, taking one cup of wine from her and replacing it with a cup of strawberry milk, and then took the second cup of wine from her, without saying a word to either of the ladies.Vivianne watched him leave, his eyes fixated on her even though he was standing on the other side of the room."You were saying?" Shania teased.Vivianne swatted her arm away, grumpily drinking the strawberry milk in the cup. Shania was beside herself with laughter, almost falling to the ground. How could he do that to her? Just after she finished bragging too!"L
On a random Thursday, Russell and Vivianne had decided to skip work today, well, Russell decided since Vivianne was free on Thursday anyway. They were laying on the couch cuddled as they caught up on the episodes of the series they had started together over a shared pizza and now, they were still together and were a huge fan of the show.The doorbell rang. Vivianne grabbed the remote control, pausing the movie."Is that here?" She asked Russell who was staring in the direction of the door.Another ring and then a knock at the door."I think it is. And I know that knock anywhere." He muttered. He got up from the couch and walked up to the door. He glanced through the peephole and truly, as expected, it was Eugene knocking the door. Signing, Russell unlocked the door and walked back into the house."Who is it?" Vivianne asked."A pest." He said and immediately, the door was pushed open. Vivianne watched patiently, waiting for the head to show.Eugene entered the house with the kind of
Song Rec: Adore You by Miley CyrusThat night, back at home, Vivianne sat curled up on the couch, the city lights dim beyond the windows. The house was quiet, peaceful, but her thoughts were restless. The fear lingered, refusing to be dismissed by logic or reassurance.What if the memories she’d regained weren’t permanent? What if her mind betrayed her again?She’d learned that happiness could be fragile, not because it wasn’t real, but because it mattered. And she was finally allowing herself to want it.Russell found her there, her knees tucked to her chest, her expression distant. He sat beside her without a word, his presence an anchor. When she leaned into him, he wrapped an arm around her instinctively.“I had a good day,” she said softly.“I could tell,” he replied. “You were incredible.”She hesitated, then let the truth slip out. “I’m scared.”He didn’t interrupt. He never did when it mattered most.“What if I lose my memories again?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisp
"Baby?!" Vivianne called, kicking off her heels. She set her bag on the chair and walked further into the house, going into the kitchen first.Russell was not in there."I'm home!" She yelle, returning to the living room. She grabbed her bag off the couch and pulled out her phone to place a call to Russell.The phone started ringing inside the house, but far away from where she was."Russell?" She called, the small bag still in her hand. She walked up the stairs as the sound of his ringtone was getting louder and closer."Where is this man?" She muttered, pushing the bedroom door open. Right in the middle of the bed, he laid there his legs spread wide open as he slept peacefully, softly snoring."Sleeping." She muttered, hanging up the phone. She walked to him, took off his socks , his shoes, his tie, and his jacket. She then proceeded to unbutton his shirt and just as she was about to walk away, he grabbed her by the arm, pulling her down into his arm.He groaned lightly, turning his
"Baby, are you seriously not going to talk to me?" Russell asked as Vivianne continued to chew the spaghetti in her mouth without sparing her boyfriend a second glance or a simple stare in his direction.Even if she tilted her head, looking at something from behind Russell, he wouldn't mind. He did
Stirring in his sleep, Russell could feel there was someone beside him, a body. Slowly peeling his eyes open, there was no one in sight. He tried to move his body, but he couldn't. He slowly peeked down at the duvet, pulling it up to reveal Vivianne, fast asleep with her leg holding his body in pl
The next morning came as fast as the night had gone. But not for Russell. He tossed and turned all night. Before 6 AM in the morning, he had taken about 7 cold showers. His body was unusually hot and he was running a fever.When Vivianne finally opened her eyes to the world, Russell was taking his
"Russell." Vivianne groaned, looking up at the building in front of them."I don't want to hear anything.""Russell, this is too much."He shushed her, placing one finger on her lips to stop her."It's never too much. For you, whatever I do is not enough. There's nothing like it's too much.""Russe












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