#Chapter 116 Vivian

Vivian Who the hell did he think he was? Who the hell did any of them think they were? Who the hell was I right now? This wasn't me. This wasn't Vivian Brightclaw. Every door was slamming in my face. Every man I’d given time, charm, pleasure, influence were all running for cover now. None of them cared that I held sway in Brightclaw, that I was the daughter of an Alpha, practically royalty. None of them seem to care that I was still Vivian Brightclaw and what that would mean for them as sued as all of this blew over. No matter what, Dominic said, he would never let anyone think that I wasn't his daughter. He'd caved because he had to. So to hell with it. I was going to get into that apartment. Future be damned. I'd figure out later. I needed this win, so I went back to my second choice. Filled out the stupid paper application and paid. I had just enough to cover it between all the sales. And then I was heading upstairs to an empty apartment. I couldn't afford the fur