Chapter 115

Vivian's humming cut off abruptly. Her smile vanished as if wiped away by an unseen hand.

She spun on her heel to retreat, as though she'd stumbled upon something distasteful.

"Damn it." She cursed her own procrastination. Despite her decision to move out, she hadn't found suitable accommodations yet. Living directly across from Nathaniel meant inevitable encounters, no matter how carefully she timed her comings and goings.

The elevator doors began sliding shut as Vivian remained frozen inside.

Nathaniel's hand shot out, stopping the doors. His expression was unreadable. "What's wrong? Weren't you enjoying yourself earlier? Why the sudden guilt?"

"Guilt?" Vivian stepped forward, chin lifted in defiance. "That's rich, Mr. Blackwood. So what if I was having fun? I didn't commit any crimes. Why should I feel guilty? You're the CEO of a major corporation - shouldn't you be asleep instead of lurking around to harass single women at this hour?"

Nathaniel's eyes narrowed. "I don't care what you do, but remember your position. Consider this a warning. Multiple headlines featuring you with different men in two days - is this something to be proud of?"

Vivian's temper flared. How had she ever loved this arrogant man for four years? She'd lost herself completely, becoming the kind of lovesick fool she despised.

Now that she'd regained her senses, she wouldn't tolerate his insults.

"We're divorced, Mr. Blackwood," she said coldly. "Who I spend time with is none of your concern."

Nathaniel's response was eerily calm. "I understand you're hurting, but seeking attention this way is childish. We haven't announced our divorce yet. This behavior will only fuel gossip and make reconciliation impossible."

Vivian stared in disbelief. What alternate reality was this man living in?

Yes, the divorce had initially pained her, but she'd moved on completely. Her only regret was not ending things sooner.

"Stop pretending. I see right through you," Nathaniel said icily.

He advanced, pinning her against the wall. "There are better ways to get my attention than this pathetic jealousy act." His gaze dropped to her lips. "Like kissing me, perhaps?"

He closed his eyes, waiting.

In his mind, Vivian's recent escapades were just attempts to replace him. Now that he stood before her, surely she couldn't resist.

For a fleeting moment, Vivian wavered. Then reality crashed down.

What kind of narcissist was this man? How had she never noticed before?

"Do you really think you're irresistible?" she growled, shoving him away with both hands. "Keep dreaming!"