No, no, no! Vivian shook her head frantically. jos is not that kind of person.


    Then how do you exin jos’ increasingly frequentte nights out?


    Vivian turned over. Isn’t it good that jos doesn’te back to sleep? She doesn’t have to argue with jos about whether they are friends or in business, she doesn’t have to worry about jos’ sudden sexual urges, he will go to find other women to resolve them, he will roll, hit, and kiss with his mistress in bed.


    Just thinking about this, she felt jealous to the point of going crazy. Vivian hated herself. Why was she so jealous? Why couldn’t she be as indifferent as jos? Has she fallen in love with jos?


    Vivian’s face turned pale. No, she couldn’t have fallen in love with jos. jos is a heartless person, he cannot reciprocate the same love to her.


    She just longed for a rtionship, she wanted a lover who could kiss and cuddle with her, a lover who could give her tender affection. She was destined not to have such a lover, she could only look for substitutes around her, and the closest to her fantasy was jos on their wedding night. She wanted to make love to jos, she wanted to regain the respect and tenderness she once had.


    Vivian sighed, preparing to go to sleep facing the floor-to-ceiling window.


    Vivian couldn’t remember how many times she woke up to find the other side of the bed empty, and suddenly seeing jos lying quietly next to her made her think she was dreaming.


    She reached out and lightly touched jos, hot, real, not a dream.


    Vivian rxed, her eyes involuntarily lingering on jos.


    Hey on his side, bare-chested, breathing steadily, sleeping deeply. Vivian’s hand touched his cheek, his brows furrowed, as if something was troubling him in his dreams.


    Her fingers slid down his cheek, over his broad shoulders, t chest, and slowly to his firm abdomen. The smooth and taut skin exuded the slightly elevated body temperature of a man, and along with Vivian’s fingertips, warmth seeped into her body.


    Vivian felt the heat, she longed for jos.


    Just as Vivian was indulging in jos’ body, her wrist suddenly felt pain. jos abruptly woke up, grabbing her wrist and rolling over to pin her down on the bed.


    Vivian stared with frightened eyes. jos was about to break her neck in the next second, but luckily he woke up in time, preventing substantial harm to Vivian.


    “Oh my God, Vivian,” jos was sweating with fear, “don’te so close to me, I could hurt you.”


    Vivian was so scared that tears almost came, but jos’ words hurt even more. “Do you hate me so much? Can’t I evene close to you?”


    “No, that’s not what I mean,” jos wiped his face and got up from Vivian, “In fact, I’m not used to sharing a bed with someone else. I’ve been sleeping alone for over twenty years, and suddenly having someone next to me… I’m sorry to have frightened you.”


    Vivian could understand jos’ reaction. He was a Capo, surrounded by danger, with enemies constantly seeking his life.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    Vivian also calmed down. “I’m the one who should be sorry.”


    Vivian propped herself up on the bed, her loose strap nightgown slipping off her shoulder, revealing her ample, snow-white breasts. The sensitive nipples grew taut under jos’ naked gaze, and Vivian heard jos’ breath grow heavy.


    Vivian involuntarily swallowed, her gaze fixed on jos’ thin lips. She wanted the warmth of jos’ breath to envelop her body, she wanted to wrap her arms around jos’ neck, pull him close and kiss him, she wanted jos to hold her, just like their wedding night, gently iming her.


    The longing in her body flowed through her veins, and Vivian’s breathing grew heavier. Her fingers curled, and just as she was about to act, jos moved first – he turned over, got off the bed, and put on the trousers from the chair.


    Vivian saw the tented outline under his briefs. He desired her too, but now he was leaving?


    Vivian felt devastated. She didn’t know if her previous rejection had made jos unwilling to touch her. If so, this would be a terrible situation.


    She gritted her teeth. “Where are you going?”


    jos began to put on his ck shirt, buttoning it up as he spoke. “Don’t pry into my work.”


    “You’re going to work? Now?” Vivian nced at the clock, it was five in the morning.


    “In fact…” jos picked up his tie and suit jacket. “No.”


    The exposed skin sent a chill through Vivian, and she pulled the nket over herself. She suddenly realized she had made a mistake. She should have continued to expose her breasts to try to keep her husband around.


    “Then where are you going?”


    “Don’t ask.” jos was getting annoyed. He turned and left the room. “You can go back to sleep, I’ll be back tonight.”


    The room was once again left with Vivian alone. Her shoulders slumped, a sense of dejection enveloping her. Shey back in bed, closed her eyes, trying to get more sleep, but she couldn’t.


    Finally getting up at six, Vivian’s mood hadn’t improved. She sighed and prepared to take a hot bath to rx.


    The warm water flowed over her body as Vivian closed her eyes, imagining the water was jos’ fingers, running down her shoulders to her back, kneading her buttocks, hisrge hands gripping her waist and turning her around, his wet lips taking her nipple…


    “Ah…” Vivian let out a moan of desire, feeling the itch in her body, but no one to relieve it. She could only rub her legs, crying amidst heavy breathing.


    Flushed, Vivian left the bathroom, the scent of lemon shower gel unable to mask the cologne in the bedroom. It was jos’ scent. Her recently relieved body was once again filled with heat.


    Vivian looked at herself in the mirror, feeling anxious. She was bing someone she didn’t recognize. Despite her fear of loveless sex, her body longed for jos’ caress. Her body was betraying her.


    Dressed, Vivian went downstairs. She didn’t feel like going out with Luzia today. She just wanted to lie on the couch, quietly by herself.


    To Vivian’s surprise, there was no one downstairs. She checked the living room, the kitchen, the entertainment room, and the entire apartment was quiet.


    Had no one woken up yet? Or had everyone gone out?


    Vivian returned to the kitchen and took out the breakfast Haylee had prepared for her. After heating it up, she settled down to eat.


    After breakfast, she wrapped herself in a nket and sat on the sofa, reading a book. It was a love story about a young nobleman from New York and a youngdy from a rival family. Vivian had just read the part where their love was identally discovered by their families, and thedy faced the prospect of being sent away from her homnd. She flipped to the next chapter and continued reading.


    Vivian thought she would enjoy this quiet moment. Since arriving in Houston, she hadn’t truly been alone. She appreciated Luzia’spany, but Mare’s constant watchful eyes were more of a nuisance. Of course, Mare was there to protect her, and she couldn’t me…


    Mare!