The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545

Ares

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Staring at the screen of my cellphone, I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. Around the truth, the stark reality, and what had just unfolded half an hour ago.

I had called Snow to check on the charity event’s progress and remind her that the next donation was scheduled for tomorrow, so she needed to arrive at the orphanage on time with the necessary documents.

But what I’d heard on the other end was entirely different. She had sounded almost like the Snow from when we were still married, like the time when I was still the center of her world.

That soft, familiar voice reminded me of those days, until she grew distracted by the Frosts and the call abruptly disconnected.

I sighed shakily, rising from my seat to walk thoughtfully to the window and peer out.

Something was wrong. Deeply wrong. The same Snow I’d encountered at the red carpet, who had ignored me as if I were invisible, wouldn’t have answered my call at all, let alone sounded so… vulnerable.

I was lost in that thought when the sound of the door opening reached me. I frowned, turning to see her standing in the doorway.

Viviana.

She lingered at the entrance without moving for a long moment, her eyes fixed solely on me. Silence stretched between us.

At last, she walked closer, placing her palm gently on my chest before rising on tiptoe to brush a light kiss across my lips as if reminding herself she still owned me.

When she pulled back, a soft sigh escaped her lips, and she moved to perch on the edge of my desk.

“Something is going on with Snow,” she said quietly.

Upon hearing that, I turned fully toward her, interest sharpening instantly.

All my instincts screamed to rush over and demand details, but I grounded myself, careful not to sound too concerned.

“Really?” I asked in a small, measured voice.

In response, she lifted her eyes to mine.

“She’s in the hospital, and she looks.., lost. There’s something seriously wrong with her. Something big.”

I closed the distance slowly, needing certainty.

“Like what?” I asked again, voice quiet but eager.

She lifted her head to meet my gaze. Then a small frown crept across her face.

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“Why? You look concerned.”

I scoffed lightly.

“I have to make sure she’s fine. She’s supposed to handle the donation tomorrow with Cupid.”

Viviana held my eyes for a long moment, clearly not buying my explanation. She reached out, fingers curling around my tie, and pulled me closer until I stood between her legs.

Slowly, she parted her thighs wider, eyes gazing up at me seductively as she continued.

“I watched your divorce trial, Ares, and I saw the dress Snow wore the day you were officially separated. I wanted it. That dress was impossible to ignore. When my designer saw it, she said it was one–of–a–kind in the world. So I deliberately timed my arrival at the Frost home. I have got two goals. To destroy the dress and made sure my biological family hate Snow. So far, I’ve only succeeded in the first part. The second seems harder to crack. I destroyed her dress, and she… exploded. Worse, my brothers sided with her. She said things that got to me… mixed feelings.”

I waited, listening intently.

“She said if I wasn’t a Frost… she’d spend the rest of her life making sure I rotted in jail.” Viviana’s voice tightened. “Do you know what that means?”

I went still, swallowing hard.

“Perhaps she’s just bluffing, right?” she asked, leaning forward to kiss my lips again.

I allowed it for a few moments until her fingers moved to my belt. She tried to unhook it when I pulled back, sighing shakily. I couldn’t help it.

“Viviana…” I said quietly, looking away. “This is my office.”

“Even better,” she giggled, pulling me forward for another kiss.

I complied after brief restraint, cupping her cheek to deepen and hurrying to tug her blouse off over her

head.

She worked my belt hurriedly when the sensation slowly faded in me. I didn’t know why, but I found her less fascinating suddenly.

I slowed, and she looked up, wondering what had changed when my cellphone rang, saving me.

I pulled back, grabbing it to see my brother–in–law calling.

“Ares?” Neils’s voice came urgently. “We have a huge problem. It’s about Mr. Lin’s case. You should come home. I’ll wait for you there.”

Hearing that. I went literally still.

“I’ll be there shortly.” I replied and disconnected.

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