Novelas y relatos de Vivian Carter

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Breaking his train of thought, Shane snapped out of it and cleared his throat. “The lady's name is Evangline Carter, she is the eldest daughter of the Carter family, one of the most influential families in Miami. She is a model in the entertainment industry but from my resources, despite being a model it seems like she has retired for the past four years now, but she still has a five year signed contract with the agency. She has been living a normal life and currently her reputation isn't very good at the moment.” Shane reported the information he found on Eva.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

"Viv...I'm sorry, I originally planned to give you an unforgettable grand wedding today, but it turned out—" "President Ross, I don't care about these things. As long as I can be with you forever, it will be my greatest happiness." Vivien looked at Carter tenderly; her eyes held a sincerity that touched Carter's heart, reminding him of the profound bond they had nurtured. He found himself drawn to her, his lips curving into a soft smile. Seeing such a sensible girl, Carter reaffirmed his decision that Vivien was his best wife and that his choice was not wrong.

The computer screen came to life, and his face met me. The beautiful man who held my heart is looking straight back at me. Funny thing is, he doesn’t even realize it. Evan Giovanni Carter, CEO of Magnus Constructions, thirty-four years old, born on the 18th of October. Adopted by Dr. Jacob and Dra. Olivia Carter at the age of four. Harvard Alumni, with a degree in civil engineering. He started as a freelance contractor, the humble beginning of one of the most successful construction companies in New York City.

‘Vivian, is this true? Inside her head she saw Vivian clearly now, her knees curled into her chest as she kept her arms tight around them. Silver was sniffing at Vivian’s bright red hair. ‘Viv, are you alright?’ Vivian looked up then, feeling as if Jordyn’s violet eyes had met her black ones. Vivian looked nearly identical to Jordyn except the bright red hair and black eyes. Her skin was a little bit paler and her barely there clothing seemed to be made of autumn leaves with a mix of brown, red, and orange coloring. She still had a red hazy aura surrounding her. As Vivian’s head snapped to the side to look at Silver, Silver jumped back, which Silver was never afraid of anything.

On Wednesday my personal email pinged around dinnertime. It flashed up as Carter & sons. I was confused. I walked out of the office into the side office to read the email. Dear Leah Garrison, Thank you for your application for the Legal Secretary role at Carter & Sons. We would like to invite you to an interview with Mr. Jack Carter, Senior partner. The interview will be an hour in length. Please contact the office to arrange a suitable time. Sincerely Carter & Sons HR

Dominic pov. Vivian Carter wore a smoky blue off-the-shoulder long dress today, showcasing her alluring collarbone. Her softly curled hair cascaded to one side, partially obscuring her delicate face, which radiated both innocence and seduction. With her arched brows and captivating eyes, she exuded a deadly charm. Being a man myself, I had initially accepted Vivian largely because of her beauty. After all, anything I chose to be with had to align with my aesthetic preferences. However, she usually dressed too blandly and maturely, unlike the vibrant and stunning look she had now.

“Wearing something like this makes me look like one of you.” “One of us?” “A Whitmore.” Vivian was quiet for a moment. “You’re part of the Whitmore family no matter what you’re wearing.” “But I’m a Carter too.” “Of course.” “I work at a diner.” “I know.” “And I wear ripped jeans.” “I would prefer it if you wore those a little less often.” “Aunt Vivian.” “Fine.” Vivian smiled faintly. “That’s part of who you are too.” Riley looked at herself in the mirror.

] I read the message, then noticed the link attached below it. My brows furrowed as I clicked the link. The first headline stared back at me. [Billionaire Wife, Vivian Calloway, Revealed to Be the Alias Behind S.I.] My body froze. My ears rang, my breath caught in my throat, and the floor felt like it was tilting beneath me.