Vivian stood still in her bedroom, her pulse racing as she heard the door close shut behind her. Now that she was alone in her room, she was beginning to appreciate the company.
She shook her head, her brows furrowed as her eyes darted towards the two briefcases on her bed. With a shrug, she walked towards them, her steps light and firm.
"It wouldn’t hurt much to just glance at them. Besides, one peek won't kill me.” Vivian muttered under her breath, her tone filled with conviction. She had said earlier that she was not going to read any of the documents that night, but she could no longer resist the pull.
Besides, Vivian was not sure that she would have any strength left to do anything if she read the documents in the morning. She nodded and went to work.
She reached the bed, and
