Vivienne POV

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I sat on the edge of the hotel bed with my phone in my hand, staring at the screen like it might suddenly change. A notification from my bank had come through, and when I opened it, my breath nearly stopped. The digits stared back at me, far more than I had ever seen sitting in my account. Catherine had kept her word.

Money like this could wipe away part of my struggle, but under Damon’s contract, what use did I truly have for it? My needs, my expenses, all of it was ...