Tyler's POV

“Vivian, stop it!” I snapped, prying her hand from around my neck.

We were supposed to be at this hotel for a meeting with some associates. A simple, straightforward business meeting. After it ended, I’d booked a room upstairs just to rest for a few minutes before heading out. But then, out of nowhere, Vivian came barging in.

“Tyler,” she purred, stepping closer. “It’s just us in this room. Come on… don’t you miss me?”

She bit her lower lip and pressed her ...