Smoldering Suspicions

Vivienne’s POV.

The door opened, and the sight of Don standing there with the kids made my stomach twist. I hadn’t expected him to drop them off personally. I thought he’d send my bodyguards up with the kids, maybe call to let me know. But no, he was here, looking every bit the powerful billionaire in his tailored suit, his presence filling the room as though he belonged here.

"Vivienne," he greet