Chapter 525

"Eth—" Vivian's protest was silenced as Ethan's lips captured hers.

His kiss was featherlight, restrained—as if afraid to bruise her.

She could feel the hunger he held in check, the readiness to pull away at any moment.

Vivian frowned but didn't push him away.

The kiss deepened, Ethan's control fraying at the edges.

She should be furious. Yet his tenderness left her limbs weak.

Only his arm around her waist kept her upright.

"Ethan... stop..." She finally regained her senses.

He released her, watching as she panted against his chest.

"You—again!" Vivian shoved him away.

"Forgive me." Ethan's gaze burned. "I just... I can't help wanting you near."

Vivian's eyes widened.

How dare he say such things!

"It's been too long, Vivian." He nuzzled her hair like a wounded beast.

"Stop pretending." She turned her face away.

"I'm not." Ethan's voice turned serious. "That boy isn't mine. He's my brother's."

"Lies." She scoffed.

Three years of marriage, and he'd never mentioned a brother.

"I'll explain when you're ready." He smoothed her hair. "It's late. You should rest."

Before she could react, he guided her back toward the building.

Only when she lay in bed did realization strike.

Not only had she allowed that kiss—she'd enjoyed it.

Vivian bolted upright.

Ethan's jacket still draped her shoulders.

That man had planned this.

At the window, she found him still by his car.

His gaze lifted, searing through the night.

Vivian ducked away, pulse racing.

It had to be Finn's drink. Nothing else could explain this madness.