Chapter 76

And with that, Damien flipped her over, Vivi letting out a startled cry as he pushed her onto her back, her legs spreading instinctively to accommodate him. He hovered above her, his eyes dark with desire as he positioned himself between her thighs.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered, his hands sliding up her legs to grasp her knees. "I could fuck you forever, Vivi."

She bit her lip as he entered her in one smooth stroke, their eyes locking as he buried himself within her. "Damien," she moaned, her hands resting on his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.

He began to move, his hips snapping forward as he set a relentless pace. "Wrap your legs around me," he growled, his eyes never leaving hers.

Vivi did as he instructed, her legs locking around his waist as he pounded into her. "Harder, Damien," she panted, her head tossing from side to side as he filled her completely. "Fuck me harder."

With a growl, he pulled her knees up to his chest, changing the angle of his thrusts as he delved deeper. "Fuck, Vivi," he groaned, his hands gripping her legs tightly. "Your pussy feels so good, wrapped around my cock."

"Don't hold back," she whispered, her hands pulling him closer, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I want all of you, Damien."

He cursed, his pace quickening as he drove into her, their bodies slapping together in a frantic rhythm. "I'm gonna cum soon," he warned, his breath coming in short gasps. "Where do you want it?"

"Inside me," she panted, her eyes fluttering closed as the pleasure built within her. "I want to feel you cumming inside me, Damien."

"Fuck," he grunted, his hips snapping forward as he unleashed his release, his cock twitching as he filled her with his hot cum.

Vivi cried out, her back arching off the bed as her own orgasm washed over her. "Damien!" she screamed, her nails digging into his shoulders as she rode out her release, her body shaking with the intensity of it.

They lay entangled for a moment, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they basked in the aftermath of their passion. Damien's cock was still buried within her, twitching occasionally as it slowly softened.

Vivi sighed, a smile of satisfaction playing on her lips as she stroked his hair gently. "That was..." she began, searching for the right words.

"Incredible," he finished for her, his eyes closing as he nuzzled into her neck. "You're incredible, Vivi."

"I love you, Damien," Vivi murmured, tracing lazy patterns on his chest.

He captured her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. "I love you too, Vivi. More than anything."

They lay in each other's arms, the moonlight filtering through the yacht window, casting a soft glow over their intertwined bodies. The rhythmic rocking of the boat on the water lulled them into a peaceful silence.

"What will we do now?" Vivi asked, her voice laced with uncertainty. "About Reginald, I mean."

Damien's jaw clenched at the mention of his father. "We'll deal with him when the time comes. For now, let's just focus on us and enjoy the rest of our vacation."

She nodded, snuggling closer to him. "You're right. Let's just forget about everything else for a while and savor this time together."

"We'll make plans for the future when we get back," he said, stroking her hair. "But for now, let's just be in the moment."

"Okay," she agreed, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's just us now. No more secrets or lies."

He kissed her gently, his lips lingering on hers. "No more secrets," he murmured. "From now on, we face everything together."

As they lay there in each other's arms, the silence enveloped them, a comfortable quiet punctuated only by the gentle lapping of the waves against the yacht. In the distance, they could hear the faint sounds of Sophia's laughter, followed by muffled moans—no doubt she was spending time with her boyfriend in the adjacent room.

Damien and Vivi shared a knowing smile, their gazes filled with unspoken words and the comfort of being understood. They had found solace in each other's arms, and for now, that was all that mattered.

Nestled together, they drifted off to sleep, the gentle motion of the yacht rocking them like a cradle, carrying them toward an uncertain future, but for tonight, they were at peace.

The morning sun streamed through the yacht's windows as everyone gathered in the main cabin. The aroma of fresh coffee and pastries filled the air while Sophia lounged on one of the plush sofas, her feet tucked under her.

"This is exactly what we all needed," Sophia said, taking a sip from her steaming mug. "A break from all the drama."

Vivi sat next to Damien on the opposite couch, their shoulders touching. The intimacy of their position didn't go unnoticed by Sophia, who shot them a knowing smile.

"I can't remember the last time I felt this relaxed," Damien admitted, stretching his arm across the back of the couch behind Vivi.

Marcus, Sophia's boyfriend, emerged from the galley with a plate of croissants. "The weather's perfect for swimming later. Anyone interested?"

"Count me in," Sophia perked up, reaching for a croissant. "Though I might need another coffee first."

Vivi watched the easy interaction between them all, marveling at how natural it felt. There was no tension, no underlying current of secrets or lies. Just the four of them, enjoying each other's company on a beautiful morning at sea.

"We should do this more often," Vivi suggested, leaning slightly into Damien's side. "Get away from everything."

"Agreed," Damien said, his fingers absently playing with a strand of her hair.

Marcus set the tablet on the table, and the serene mood suddenly shifted.

"This was taken yesterday," Marcus explained, tapping on the screen to start the video.

The tablet displayed a grainy feed from a hidden camera in one of the mansion's guest rooms. The footage showed Reginald, Vivi's husband, passionately embracing a mysterious woman.

As the video progressed, the scene escalated, revealing an intimate encounter between the two. The woman's face was never fully visible, hidden by careful angles or obscured by locks of hair. She seemed familiar with the hidden camera, deliberately avoiding its gaze.

Vivi watched, her initial shock melting into a mixture of relief and determination. She exchanged glances with Damien, their unspoken connection speaking volumes.

"He's been busy," Damien muttered.

Sophia reached over and squeezed Vivi's hand in silent support.

"This is all the proof we need," Vivi said, her voice steady. "When we get back, I'll be able to file for divorce without any resistance."

The group nodded in understanding, their faces a mix of sympathy and relief that the truth had finally come to light.

"At least now I don't have to hold back," Vivi continued, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "I can put this whole nightmare behind me and move on with my life."

Damien's fingers tightened around hers, offering unspoken reassurance.

"We'll support you every step of the way," Sophia added. "And in the meantime, let's enjoy the rest of our trip."

The video ended, and Marcus switched off the tablet. The atmosphere in the cabin lightened, as if a collective weight had been lifted from their shoulders.

Vivi took a deep breath, feeling as though a chain had been broken. "I feel like we should celebrate," she said, a spark of mischief in her eyes. "We have plenty of food, drinks, and each other's company. Let's make the most of our final days on the yacht."