The Moon and The Ocean

CHAPTER 32

THIRD PERSON'S POV:-

With a loud gasp, Vivian opened her eyes and looked around. She sighed in relief when she found herself in her cabin. It was a nightmare. Scariest of all nightmares she had ever had. It was him. She saw him again. The very person who destroyed her life and threw her out of his life like trash. But that did not concern her. She was more concerned about the figure she had seen with her demon. As she remembered what made her gasp for air, she clapped her hand upon her mouth. She could not believe it.

Vivian: Parko!

A soft whimper escaped her lips and she held her head in her hands. She had been waiting for her son to come back to her. She had always believed that one day, he would understand why his mother used her powers to cage his father. But she was wrong. He never came to her. And the dream was not a lie. It was a true dream. More like something that had happened. She just saw how brutally her son was murdered. And the person who dared to kill her son was none other than his father.

She had longed for both of her children. With Ocean, she was hopeful that Moon would bring Vivian's daughter. And that happened. Moon brought Ocean to meet her mother. But Parko, Vivian was very worried about Parko. He was stubborn and he never believed whatever she had told him about his father. Parko thought that his father was a very nice man who wanted to rule his territory. But that was just a delusion his father had created for him. The reality was totally opposite. Because in reality, Parko's father never had any territory to rule. He was just an orphan that was adopted by Vincent's father.

Vivian crawled out of her bed and made her way towards the bathroom. Tears were flowing freely from her hazel eyes. She was wiping them off of her cheeks but they were nowhere to be stopped. Of course, how could a mother stop her tears whose son was brutally murdered right in front of her eyes.

She stripped her nightgown off of her body and went towards the shower. She could not help but think if her son missed her with the very last breath he took. She could not help but think if her son was able to forgive her. She could not help but think if her son finally understood the reason behind her betrayal to her husband.

She turned on the shower. She was so lost in her thoughts and her tears that she did not realize. The door of her bathroom was opened. She shivered as the cold breeze hit her naked body. She did not even notice that she was standing in the hot shower and it was impossible for the cold breeze to enter the bathroom like that.

She held her breath and her heart stopped for a few moments when someone grabbed her shoulders. She knew who it was but deep inside her heart, she was praying for it to be a dream or her delusion. They turned her around and she gasped loudly. It was him. It was that devil who had destroyed her life. It was the very person who had killed her son. And it was none other than the person for whom she had fought against her kind. At last, her father had to cast her out of her territory. It was her husband. It was Valtor Redford.

Valtor: Tsk tsk tsk… Nobody took care of you after I left. You did not think that I would never return, right?

Valtor said with the same evil grin plastered on his face that used to destroy everything. Vivian shook her head. She was shocked seeing him there. Of course, she knew one day he would come back to take his revenge and take them with him. But she never thought it would be this early. It was just eighteen years she had a peaceful life. But he came back to end it as well.

In a blink of an eye, Valtor also stripped his clothes off of his body. He came back into the shower and cupped Vivian's face.

Valtor: You are as stunning as you used to be. You look old now. But I know this is because you were away from me.

Valtor said in a seductive tone. Vivian shivered again and tried to free her face from his hold. But his hold was firm and he was stronger than she had imagined. Valtor leaned in and forced his mouth on her. She tried to slap him away or push him hard so he would stumble and she would be free but nothing helped her at all.

He smirked at his victory and grabbed a fist full of her hair. He pulled her hair aggressively. She whimpered and he got a chance to push his tongue inside her mouth. He moaned softly in her mouth as he remembered the taste of her mouth. It was like it was on the tip of his tongue all those years. Like he had never forgotten her taste.

What she did not know, her wrinkles started to vanish. Her gray and silver hair started changing its colors. Her hair turned back into its real color. She had red curly hair. Ocean's had the same hair color, but her hair was straight like Valtor's. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Vivian started punching his biceps to get herself free from his hold. She was almost out of breath and she needed oxygen. Her lungs were burning due to the lack of oxygen. His smirk became wider and he broke the kiss. She gasped loudly and fell on the floor. Before she would have hit the floor, he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close to his chest. Breathing heavily, she looked at him with tears in her eyes. Her eyes were begging him to tell her the truth. She wanted to know if Parko was really dead or it was just a dream. A very dark and disturbing dream.

Valtor: Do not ask me like you know nothing. You were there, were you not? You saw him dying. You saw him taking his last breath. Tsk tsk tsk. He was a very good kid. But what he did not know, only I can become the reason for your teary eyes. No one in this world is allowed to make you cry but me. No one can make you submit but me.

He replied firmly. She broke into sobs and tears. She was expecting him to at least spare the life of his own son. But of course, it was Valtor Redford, he shows mercy to no one. The only person knew him inside out was Vivian.

Vivian: How could you do this to me? He was my son.

Vivian asked him between her sobs. She shivered when she saw his face changing its colors. From cheerful to angry. He grabbed the back of her neck aggressively and made her look at him, forcefully.

Valtor: He did not obey me when I warned him not to make you cry. Only I can make you cry, my Vivi. I have longed for you. Now I want you.

He yelled at her first then his voice was as low as a whisper. Before Vivian could do anything, he carried her bridal style. He turned off the shower and started walking towards the bedroom.