Vivian Love Novels & Stories

Vivian still tried to deny her actions, but it was branded that she was guilty. Laura clicked her tongue and took out her phone then pressed the play button on the video, letting Vivian see it. “Ahh... I'm coming, Dean... I love you... more... faster...” “Haah... I love you too, Vivian... you're so fucking good...”

“My turn,” Vivian said, stepping in front of me. “Well—” I muttered, turning away. “I know you’ve always been calmer than Teresa,” Vivian continued softly. “And we didn’t get to spend much time together before you went abroad. But just know that I love you, Adrian. Those late-night chats we used to have—they carried me through some of my darkest times. I’ll always treasure them.” She wrapped her arms around him. Hmph. Darkest times, she means, I thought, letting out a quiet scoff.

"Vivian, please listen to me. It's not what it looks like. I swear, I was just...just trying to..." But Vivian wasn't interested in hearing Ivy's excuses. She turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Ivy and her lover behind. Vivian's heart was heavy with sorrow and anger, and she knew that things would never be the same again. Vivian's eyes blurred with tears as she drove away from Ivy's house, her mind reeling with emotions. She felt disgusted and betrayed by Ivy's infidelity, but more than that, she felt ashamed of herself. She had been so blinded by her desires and ambitions that she had made terrible decisions, hurt the people she loved, and lost sight of what truly mattered.

Liliana didn't answer. Vivian felt something twist in her chest. Jealousy. She'd wanted Damian too. She'd dated him. She'd given him everything. And he'd still chosen Seraphina. The silence stretched between them. "I'll take care of him when this is over," Liliana said, her voice dreamy. "I'll make him see. I'll make him understand. He just needs time to realize I'm the only one who truly loves him." Vivian stared at her. "You're insane."

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?"

Can't stand the pain in the anal canal. "Jack..." Reo whispered. He looked at the innocent face that was sleeping. "I love you. Really, even when we play, I hurt a lot. It's okay, it's better than you staying away from me." Maybe Reo thought, Jack was still in the subconscious. So he himself dared to say it openly. In fact, Jack wasn't really asleep. He had woken up from his subconscious when he heard a soft sob coming from Reo's voice. However, his eyes had been refusing to open. Not without reason, because Jack just wanted to know what his gay boyfriend was really complaining about.

Georgia’s world has come crumbling down instantly, so much so that she couldn’t utter a word. “However, I hope that we can remain friends,” Syrus said. Georgia wanted to scream, but she simply nodded. “I am happy for you, Syrus,” she lied. “Can I see her picture?” Georgia requested politely. “Yeah, sure,” Syrus said. Then he brought out his phone and showed Georgia the picture of the woman he was madly in love with. Georgia’s breath caught in her throat…it was her sworn enemy and tormentor from college, Vivian!

She spoke as she extended her hand for a handshake that I did. "Nice to meet you, Emily, I am Vincent, Vincent Markar" I tried my best to show my grinning face rather than a nervous one. I talked to many women before this but they aren't like this nor they tried to talk to me so seductively, this girl has something in her mind or she is literally hitting me? "I know, Mr.Vincent" I raised my brows, "How?" "I am Mr. Valentine's assistant and he told me about you earlier plus you are seating with him since the party has started" She explains.

After calming my emotions, I calmly said, “Isn’t Randall’s heart the only thing you want, Vivan?” Vivian’s expression froze. “You didn’t fall in love with me at first sight back when we first met. You like lying on my chest and listening to my heartbeat because this heart belonged to Randall Summers.” Vivian’s eyes widened. She was shocked, and I could see the disbelief in her eyes. “Y-You know?” “I know.” I pushed Vivian’s palm away. She stood rooted to the spot, looking as if she had been struck. I looked at Vivian, whom I had loved for the past five years. I had cooked countless meals for her, done all her laundry, and waited for her to come home for countless nights.

Julia closed her eyes for a moment. She didn’t have the energy to argue. “Okay,” she replied quietly. “Good.” “I love you.” There was only the briefest pause before Julia answered. “Bye.” Without waiting for another word, she ended the call.