Vivian Fate Novels & Stories

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” The girl raised a brow. “Oh? Then tell me, why are you so sure Liam Hart won’t marry Mia? Everyone knows she’s the one who proposed to him first. And now, on the first day of shooting, he throws this extravagant dinner for us? Isn’t it obvious?” Vivian’s grip tightened around her fork. “One day, I’ll be bigger than Mia Stone. And when I am, the woman standing next to Liam Hart will be me.” She shoved her chair back and stormed away, leaving behind stunned silence.

“I know what you’re not—you’re not part of his future.” “You don’t get to decide that.” Vivian gave a short, humorless laugh. “Oh, sweet girl. Of course I do.” Isabel’s breath caught. Vivian took a step closer, her voice softening just slightly. “Let me tell you something, Isabel. Something true. I had Alessandro when I was seventeen. I was barely a girl myself—his father disappeared before he was born. I gave up everything for him. Everything. And I don’t regret a second of it.”

Urian didn't want to believe what he was seeing but he was sure he wasn't wrong. The string in her eyes, the pull, the smell… it was all her. He has finally found her, his fated mate, someone who is not supposed to exist was right here in his arms but she looked so… tired. ***

Dewangga asked quietly. Vivian fell silent for a moment. A flicker of pain crossed her eyes, quickly hidden behind her hardened mask. “Because I won’t let that man win. And because, deep in the most foolish part of my heart, I want to see whether the man I married is still there—or already dead, killed by Davian.” “Davian will know if I betray him again,” Dewangga said. “He has cameras everywhere.” “That’s why Elena will help you,” Vivian said, glancing at Elena standing in the distance. “She’s tired of being his slave. She’ll disable the apartment’s security system for ten minutes tomorrow night while Davian attends a gala dinner with Father.”

“I don’t even know how I got so lucky, Cynthia. Oscar is a great guy in every single way.” “I’m so happy for you. Just look at how your eyes light up whenever you talk about him. I’ve never seen you this happy before, Vivian. I love it!” “Thanks, sweetie. I would never have come across him if it wasn’t for you.” “You’ve said that before, and it’s not entirely true. It was fate that brought you two together. I’ve been in the sex business long before you, but where’s my billionaire?” “I could tell Oscar to introduce you to one of his friends, you know,” Vivian suggested.

The heavy door swung open, and Vivian walked into the suite. Four years ago, Vivian had returned to Havenport wrapped in delicate silk and soft, tragic vulnerability…a helpless victim of a past accident, leaning heavily on Ryker’s lingering guilt and Marcus’s quiet, ruthless scheming. But tonight, in the harsh halogen lights of the high-rise office, the illusion was visibly frayed at the edges.

Chapter 48: Dangerous Lies “My brother saw something he wasn’t supposed to see,” Vivian said. “Something my boyfriend did. And before I could find out what it was, my boyfriend made sure he vanished.” My phone was still in my hand. Jane was still on the line — I could hear her breathing, waiting, knowing something was wrong. Waiting for confirmation that Vivian was alive, that whatever she'd started to tell me on the phone was fixable. It wasn't going to be fixable.

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g

When she opened them again, all traces of worry and exhaustion were gone, replaced by pure hatred. Marianne watched Vivian with concern. "Miss? What's wrong?" Vivian shook her head, her face pale. "I'm fine, Marianne. Please leave me alone." "Of course. Call me if you need anything." Marianne left reluctantly. Vivian rubbed her temples. How she loathed Sarah. Why did that woman keep appearing in her life? She should just die! She clenched her fists, another vicious plan forming in her mind. "God, is this what romance between a CEO and an heiress looks like?"

But lost his heart. Natt was more interested in having a walk in the market. He would flash his smile. Take samples. Give reviews. Mile was straight on point to befriend him. But yes it wasn’t easy. He took more than 2 weeks to make Natt agree. And then it was a blissful journey till now. From being friends to Mile courting him. To boyfriends. They never thought about getting married. Does it matter anyway? Mile and Natt tried each and every source to trace Benjamin. Natt knew Mile missed him a lot. But they failed. Until Natt found two boys standing at their door to inform them that they knew Benjamin Brian.