Chapter 656

Vivian's breath hitched.

Ethan's face was mere inches away, his subtle cologne filling her senses. Every rational thought screamed at her to push him away, yet her body remained frozen under some invisible spell.

His lips descended just as her fingertips barely grazed his forearm.

The kiss was relentless.

Ethan moved like a starved beast, devouring her essence. Four excruciating months had passed since their last embrace on Santorini Island.

Four months of misunderstandings. Every attempt to close the distance had been met with Vivian's defensive thorns.

Now, finally tasting her again, Ethan lost all restraint. He nipped at her lower lip, seizing the moment of her surprise to deepen the kiss.

Vivian's eyes flew open.

She could count each individual lash framing Ethan's intense gaze. His familiar scent overwhelmed her, dragging memories of that rain-soaked night to the surface.

A soft whimper escaped her throat.

The sound drove Ethan wild. One hand cradled the back of her head while the other traced dangerous paths along her waistline. Thank God he didn't venture lower—where the slightest swell had begun to show.

In the shadows, Liam's knuckles turned bone-white.

He watched the entangled pair with murderous intent. Why did Ethan get to touch her like this? He'd known Vivian first, stood by her through the darkest nights.

Yet she wouldn't even let him hold her hand.

"Ah!" Emily's startled shriek shattered the moment.

The girl covered her eyes and spun away. "I saw nothing!"

Vivian shoved Ethan back violently.

Her lips glistened, cheeks burning scarlet. "Don't follow me!" she spat before fleeing the hot springs like the devil himself chased her.

Back in her room, Vivian slumped against the door, struggling to steady her breathing.

Ethan's heat still lingered on her mouth. As her fingers brushed her abdomen, the baby kicked sharply.

"Missing Daddy already?" she murmured.

Please...he couldn't have noticed. Right?