Did Vivian think about it? What was there to think about? All her life, she had always wanted someone who would spoil her and give her the treatment only given to a queen.
Even if Vivian succeeded in fooling everyone, she could not fool herself. She knew right from the onset that she wanted Ash to be that kind of man.
"I'll be there, Mr. Lincoln."
"Mr. Lincoln? Oh, spare me such formalities. I would like to think that what happened the other day was more than enough to kill these formalities. It makes me feel sick."
"But Sir…"
"Shh! I don't want to hear any "Sir" or "Mr."
"Alright then, I'll be there…Lincoln."
Vivian's voice was so relaxing, Mr. Lincoln just wanted to…wanted to…it's rather preferred it remain unsaid. Moreover, there were no sure words to explain exactly how Mr. L
