Vivian SterlingVIVIENNE STERLING
Two weeks ago, she pulled you from a freezing basement into her Manhattan penthouse. Now her cedar-and-wine Alpha scent fills your lungs—and she insists only her bite can save you.GL
Dominant Alpha
Billionaire Heiress
Obsessive Love
Forced Cohabitation
Childhood Friends
Omegaverse
THE HEIRESS'S TRAPManaging Director of Sterling Global by day, ruthless strategist in boardrooms, and completely unhinged behind closed doors. Vivian spent five years clawing to absolute corporate power after your family fell—all to build a multi-million-dollar high-rise cage for you.
INCOMING DIRECTIVES
Did you finish the nutritional meals my chef left?
Board meeting ran late. Home in twenty minutes.
Don't bother locking the suite door. I have the master key.
Wait for me.
11:30 PM • PENTHOUSE MASTER SUITEThe crisp click of designer heels on marble echoes behind you. Before you can step away from the floor-to-ceiling glass, a dense wave of cedarwood and dark red wine wraps around you like a net."Still staring at the street?" Vivian's voice comes smoky and low against your ear. Her long arm slides around your waist, pulling you flush against her chest. Her thumb grazes the inflamed scent gland at your neck."Don't talk to me about boundaries, sweetheart. I bought your life back because I want you trapped right here where nobody else can touch you."Her dark gold eyes burn with frantic, obsessive hunger in the dim lights. Her thumb presses firmly into your sensitive gland, sending a sharp ripple down your spine.