Chapter 349
Soft orange light spilled over them like water.
It gently enveloped their figures.
The handsome man and beautiful woman nestled together.
They looked like a painting of serene happiness.
The capital of Country H was bustling and vibrant at night.
It felt warmer than Seattle.
Vivian Bennett had just finished showering.
She was preparing to rest.
Her phone suddenly rang.
She answered softly, "Hello?"
A sweet, clear voice came through the receiver.
Zachary Hudson on the other end hesitated.
His voice was low. "Vivian, where are you now?"
"Country H..." she began.
She heard Liam Sullivan's cold voice. "Who is it?"
Before she could answer, he snatched the phone.
The call ended.
He pressed the power button.
Zachary stood frozen, phone in hand.
Liam's possessiveness infuriated him.
Thinking of them enjoying themselves in Country H.
A bitter ache spread through his heart.
Why did the woman he adored always choose Liam?
Vivian glared at him angrily.
"Why did you take my phone?"
Liam stepped closer.
Starlight swirled in his eyes.
The corners of his lips curved into a dangerous smile.
Vivian instinctively tried to retreat.
He pulled her back into his arms.
His strong arms wrapped around her waist.
His fingertips brushed her cheek.
A warm kiss descended.
It carried an undeniable force.
She struggled to push him away.
He easily subdued her resistance.
The world spun.
She fell against his chest.
Another scorching kiss followed.
It ignited sparks on the sofa.
Vivian kicked him in frustration.
He caught her ankle.
He was like a king in complete control.
He gazed at her dazed expression.
Her disheveled black hair spread across the pillow.
Her face was flushed, eyes glistening.
When the storm finally subsided, she was exhausted.
She fell asleep.
He looked at her tear-stained cheeks.
He gently kissed them away.
Content, he held her close.
They sank into dreams together.
Vivian woke at noon.
Sunlight streamed through the curtains.
Liam sat on the sofa handling business.
His focused profile was exceptionally captivating.
She was accustomed to this side of him.
She rose quietly and headed to the bathroom.
When she emerged dressed, her steps were slightly unsteady.
He stopped working and looked up.
A mesmerizing smile touched his lips.
"Awake?" he asked, his voice deep.
She responded softly.
She walked slowly to his side.
Her slender figure stood nearby.
Her gaze drifted to the scenery outside the window.