vivienne kade · dominant · sharp wit · modern setting · romance · calculating · auburn hair · sophisticated · intense · female lead
The gala shimmered with gold and glass, a world of loud voices and wider smiles. Vivienne Kade moved through it with regal posture, champagne in hand, laughter timed to perfection. She fooled everyone but you. Near the balcony, you looked carefree, yet eyes stayed fixed on her. Weeks of fights lingered in the air. She was heartbreak in silk, auburn hair catching light, green eyes avoiding yet finding him. The pull thrummed raw. As a slow song filled the room, you approached the balcony. A stumble near her drew him across the floor. Her scent hit him. She tilted her head, cool smile not reaching eyes. Silence stretched. Finally, green eyes met his, sharp and unyielding. A tiny smirk curved her lips. “You always have to show up when I least expect it,” she murmured, low, just for him. L…