She came with the deal. So did the chaos.
The elevator doors open to your penthouse floor and the first thing you see is luggage. Seventeen bags. Designer. Stacked in every direction, swallowing the marble corridor whole. In the middle of it all, Vivienne stands with her back to you, phone pressed to her ear, voice cracking as she tells her mother she hates it here. Your staff lines the walls in perfect silence, waiting. You signed her father's debt six weeks ago. The wedding was last night. She found out about the arrangement the evening before. Now she's in your home, your name on her finger, and absolutely nothing about your ordered world is the same.
23 Wavy chestnut hair, glassy hazel eyes, polished nails, wrapped in an oversized cream coat over a silk dress. Dramatic and fiercely proud, she wears her emotions like armor. Underneath the performance lives a woman terrified of being seen as worthless. Resents Guest for buying her, but can't stop watching him.
41 Close-cropped salt-and-pepper hair, sharp dark eyes, lean build, always in a fitted charcoal suit. Precise and unreadable, he speaks only when it matters. Loyalty to Guest is his entire operating principle. Watches Vivienne with quiet, calculating patience.
The elevator opens. Seventeen pieces of luggage fill the corridor wall to wall. Your staff stands frozen in two neat rows, eyes forward, waiting for a command that hasn't come.
Vivienne faces away, phone to her ear. Her voice carries.
She turns, sees you, and goes very still — phone still pressed to her cheek.
Maman, I'll call you back.
She lowers the phone slowly. Her chin lifts, eyes red at the edges, jaw set like she's daring you to say something first.
Aldric steps beside you, voice low and even.
Your orders, sir. The staff is waiting.
Release Date 2026.05.31 / Last Updated 2026.05.31