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The couple stepped into the grand mansion that hosted the madam of the house's birthday. Guests who had arrived earlier than they did were chatting and having a sip of wine. Waiters and waitresses moved around the grand banquet hall, with empty wine cups on a silver tray for refills, while other waiters walked around with cups filled with either juice or wine.A waiter approached the couple with a tray of wine and juice offering it to them. Russell grabbed a cup of champagne for himself and a cup of Juice for Vivianne."Or would you prefer wine?""Nah. I'm not drinking tonight." She replied shaking her head."Shall we, then?" Russell asked offering his arm to her."We shall." She replied with a toothy smile as she interlocked their arms, holding on to his biceps as they walked further into the party with the hopes of finding the celebrant and wishing her before they bang socializing.Everyone turned their heads in their direction with the buzz of whispers here and there as they walked

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"Happy Birthday, Nana!" Alex yelled immediately the door was pulled open. As expected, it wasn't only the celebrant who was in the room. She had maids around her using her jewelry while some applied her makeup for her."Oh, my darling Alex!" Violetta screamed, turning away from the vanity mirror in front of her and opening her arms wide for her grandson to jump into her arms.Vivianne lowered the boy as he ran into his Nana's arms with a toothy grin."Nana!""My boy!" She greeted him back with a smile before looking up at the adults in the room."Happy Birthday, Violetta." Everyone said in unison and she smiled, her heart warm from being surrounded by people she loved."I see you made it, my love!" She greeted, facing Vivianne. Vivianne, who didn't know Violetta was talking to her gave a subtle smile, expecting one of her children to step forward to say hello. But no one did.Unbeknownst to Vivianne, Russell had met with his mother to discuss how he didn't like the way she spoke the V

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DISCLAIMER: Erotic Scenes with crude words.The couple across the table shut their mouths. After the dinner ended, each couple or single person boarded their own car and went back to their respective homes. They had wined, dined, and even danced before the cake-cutting event, which marked the end of the ceremony.Because Russell had told his mother Vivianne loved cake contrary to her own daughter, Violette, the woman had cut an exceptionally huge slice of cake for Vivianne to take home."You can have the cake to your fill. It'd eventually go to waste if I don't give it out." She said with a shrug as she handed it to Vivianne."But, this is a bit too much," Vivianne said, carrying the huge cake in her hand."No, it isn't. If it's not enough, you can always come back for more. With or without Russell, the workers will open the door for you. You're now a daughter of the family."Vivianne was speechless. This woman, who wasn't her mother, was accepting her with her arms wide open. "But,

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They finished cooking breakfast, had breakfast while holding each other, and fed each other. Russell dressed up for work with Vivianne's help while Vivianne dressed up to go to the Agency to renew her contract, and afterwards, she was going to the printer.The thought of it was bringing a smile to her face. "What are you smiling about?""Tell me, when will you be free? Most especially that ugly secretary of yours?""I don't have anything planned for 11 AM till 1 PM. From 1 PM, I have a meeting scheduled that would probably last four to five hours.""Oh my poor baby. It must be stressful running a successful company." She sympathised patting his bottom in a baby voice."It is. Will you help me out?" Russell whined, resting his head on her shoulder."I have no qualifications in business." She replied in the same tone she had used earlier."Oh no." He muttered."Oh no." She mirrored.They laughed and continued dressing up."I'll drop my later to have lunch with you then.""You mean brun

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Vivianne drove into the parking lot of the agency, parking her car. She grabbed her bag and walked out of her car, sashaying towards the Agency.She walked up the stairs to the Director's office where she was going to renew her contract with the Agency.Knocking lightly at the door, she waited for him to ask her to come in before she pushed the door open, revealing a familiar man who typed away on his computer.He looked up and beamed with a smile, seeing it was Vivianne."Come in, come in." He ushered, waving his hand towards her.She smiled in response, walking into the office."How have you been?" He questioned smiling."Good. ""And how was the group in Italy? I hope they didn't stress you too much?""Nothing like that." She replied shaking her head."I could have sent the file over to you, you know. Instead of you coming in to sign the contract.""I wanted to see your face." She said with a small shrug."You've missed me as well, haven't you?""Something like that."The man laug

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"Baby, please look at me." She heard a distant voice call. Opening her eyes, she saw light then darkness, then light again. And it was starting to hurt her eyes. Moreso, she was extremely sleepy.So she shut her eyes to sleep."No, no. Don't sleep. Baby, look at me." Russell begged holding her hand even tighter. Vivianne creaked her eyes open, staring at Russell's worried face. She blinked back the tears that welled up in her eyes.She was, however, choked by her sob that made breathing difficult. An oxygen mask was placed over her nose to aid her in breathing. She felt her eyes get drowsy from the air that she was taking into her lungs."Are you feeling any difficulties other than your throat?" The medical assistant asked.She shook her head negatively, her eyes drowsy as though she was under the influence."What about your head? Are you feeling any concussion?""No CT scan." She breathed into the Oxygen mask."Ma'am?" The assistant asked, leaning down to bring his ear to her mouth.

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"I don't like the way this thing looks on my neck," I complained, touching the white bandage on my neck, to Russell who chuckled in response."And this wheelchair. This is just too much." I sighed."Didn't you hear what your doctor said? You have to get enough rest.""He didn't say I couldn't walk," I muttered. "I know. I just don't want you to stress yourself." He replied crouching in front of me."And this can go in a few days. I just don't want that bruising on your neck. And we can apply this cream afterwards, hm? So there would be no scarring.""There definitely won't be any scarring," I told him rolling my eyes."It's better to be safe than looking for a cure."I rolled my eyes at him as he lifted me out of the wheelchair, and settled me in the passenger's seat. He folded the chair into the backseat and then entered the car himself, driving us away from the hospital."Hold on, what about my sister?" I asked hoarsely."She's in jail. She almost killed you, she sexually harassed

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VIVIANNEEver since I had the dream, or rather the nightmare, I had been staying in bed at home under Russell's very unwavering attention. He didn't let me take a single thing by myself. He fed me breakfast, carried me to the bathroom to either pee or bathe me, and I basically lazed around for a whole week. And for that week, I didn't get any symptoms of my tumor, probably because I was sleeping well.The bandage on my neck had been taken off 3 days after we left the hospital, but Russell still treated me with as much care as possible. I, on the other hand, was thinking about myself and the dream I had. If that was going to be the inevitable future, I had to try my best not to make that happen."Baby?" I called.Russell poked his head out of the bathroom to answer me."What do you need?""A piece of paper and a pen," I said with a smile."Do you want to write down a wishlist?" He asked with a smile."Something like that. More of a safekeep." I said. He nodded, handing me a sheet of

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VIVIANNE"Your show is tomorrow, right?" Russell asked. I looked up from my phone before nodding my head."Yeah, why?""I was just confirming. I'll see you later today." He said. Before I could reply to him, he was in his car, driving away.That was weird.Shania was messaging me about coming to the show dressing room so I could have my fittings. I typed an okay to her and got into my car as well. I drove down to the dressing room venue and walked in, showing the security my ID."Hi!" Ella gushed, jumping at me."Hey, you." I greeted them back."Whoa. What is wth that dry reply?" She questioned pulling me back."I didn't give a dry reply.""Yes, you did."" Viv! Come over here please!"I waved at her rushing towards the fashion stylist.She grabbed a clothing off the rack, placing it on my body."Chop chop. Go and try this out." She said dropping the gown. Before I could say a word, she was off, talking to another model.I sighed, walking into the changing room. I changed out of my pe

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The fluorescent lights above the operating room hummed with a cold, unwavering brightness, casting long gleaming reflections over polished steel trays and the pale blue sheets that cloaked the still form of the woman lying on the surgery table. Her name was Vivianne, and at that moment, she seemed more like a fragile idea than a living body. Delicate, quiet, suspended between hope and the unknown. The steady rhythm of the machines around her created an artificial heartbeat for the room, as if technology were holding its breath on her behalf.Dr. Timothy Warren, the chief neurosurgeon, stood at the head of the table, his gloved hands poised with a calm precision that only decades of experience could provide. His expression was hidden behind the blue mask fitted over his face, but his eyes bore the weight of responsibility and the focused intensity of a man who had learned to silence every emotion in the pursuit of saving a life.“She’s stable. We’re ready to begin the full resection,” s

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