Brandon birthday party was held in Pear Park – Brandon Stevens’ biggest entertainment clubs. Vivian rejected Brandon’s invitation that let her sitting in the main table, but found a quiet corner and sat down alone, looking at the youngest rulers of Stevens’ Family delivered a speech on the stage. He was gentle and rich, he was the so-called dream lover.
Vivian shook the red wine in hand before drinking, supporting the head to see Brandon in the middle of a lot of beauties. He had a perfect smile. If it was Ashton, he would have impatiently left.
A man with a bad temper.
Think of this, Vivian’s eyes were dim. She grabbed the bottle in front of her to fill for her own. After drinking, she arranged her clothes. The president’s birthday party was lively, and it seemed it would be the same without her.
All of a sudden, a hand reached out to take away the empty goblet in her hand, then Brandon’s unique warm voice sounded.
“You didn’t care about me that you want to run away so soon?”
Vivian smiled to Brandon, “Happy birthday, senior.”
Brandon eyes flashed a touch of happiness. He grasped the Vivian’s hand, cannot help but say, “Vivian, I have something to tell you.”
Vivian tried to break away but she failed. She looked at him with the eyes of drunkenness, as if waiting for Brandon to speak.
She looked at him with her watery eyes, Brandon’s Adam’s apple rolled once subconsciously, and a vague idea rose in his heart.
He took Vivian’s hand, close to her ear and whispered, “Let’s go there.”
The half-drunk Vivian did not suspect him, let Brandon hold hands into the empty lounge.
Brandon locked the door of the lounge, turned toward Vivian sitting on the sofa obediently, burning desire in the eyes, which made Vivian feel a dangerous breath.
She anxiously moved back, looked up to Brandon, widened misty eyes and asked him, “Senior…”
“Hush, don’t talk.” Brandon covered her lips.
His infatuated eyes inch by inch touched the face of Vivian, he confessed his mind buried six years.
“Vivian, do you remember the first time we met? When you talked to our department like a little wild cat, I fell in love with you the first time I looked at you through the blinds of the office.”
“Hmm –” Vivian was about to say something, but her mouth was covered by Brandon.
“Vivian, on the day you refused me, I didn’t ask you to stay, because I thought I should let you be happy. But look what that bastard Ashton did. He imprisoned and humiliated you like a prisoner. You are the treasure I hold in my hands. Why did he trample you?”
Brandon seemed to be trapped in some kind of crazy mood. The warmness in her eyes disappeared, replaced by frightening red. He let go of his hand and kissed Vivian before she shouted for help.
He said, “Vivian, let me love you well. Later you no longer will be bullied by Ashton that bastard. Vivian, I want you…”
Strange breath suddenly into the mouth make half-drunk Vivian sober instantly. She suddenly struggled violently, with tears flowing down.
They all bullied her, one by one!
Little by little, Brandon kissed away the tear marks in her eyes and whispered, “Vivian, don’t cry, I will be very gentle to you.”
His body clamped her hands and feet to the point of pain.
Vivian said in a hoarse voice, “Brandon, do you really love me?”
Brandon’s eyes brightened and he hurriedly said, “Of course I love you. I have fallen in love with you from the moment I saw you.”
“Well, then, let me go.” Vivian said.
Brandon put her down more tightly. His eyes showed suspicion, “What if you run away?”
Vivian shook her head, “I won’t run. Since Ashton that bastard first went out to date another woman, why not I do something — I have feeling to you too.”
Brandon’s eyes burst into ecstasy. His hand gripping Vivian’s wrist began to shake, he repeatedly asked, “Really? Vivian, is that what you think? That’s great, I love you, I really love you –”
“I love you, too.” Whispered Vivian.
This sentence was like a sugar to Brandon. He laughed, reached out his hand to touch Vivian’s cheek, and said in fascinated manner, “Vivian, do you know how long I have waited for this moment?”
And a kiss was imprinted on her collarbone.
Vivian slanted her head and said, “You let me get up first. Let’s change a posture, this posture makes my back ache.”
Brandon got up quickly this time.
Vivian was able to stand up from the sofa, stretched her body – then with a quick speed, grabbed the ashtray on the tea table toward Brandon and hit his head!