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Penulis: Sharon
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-20 18:01:36

Ivy's pov

I kicked the door shut behind me after walking Mia out and leaned back against it, sighing.

“God, she’s exhausting,” I muttered.

The silence of my room felt louder than usual. I tossed my phone on the bed and started pacing. My thoughts were a mess, circling the same thing. “Dominic.”

The way his eyes lingered when he thought I wasn’t looking. The way his hand had gripped my wrist earlier. The way his voice cracked, like he wasn’t in control.

“Stop it,” I said out loud, dragging my hands through my hair. “You’re being insane.”

I sat down on the bed, grabbed my phone, unlocked it, stared at the blank screen. Then I locked it again and threw it across the blanket.

Two seconds later, I crawled over and grabbed it back.

I typed out: You’re thinking about me, aren’t you?

I stared at it. My thumb hovered over the send button.

“Nope. Too obvious,” I whispered, deleting it.

I tried again: Hey.

I frowned. “Wow, real smooth, Ivy.” Delete.

I tried again: Do you ever regre
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  • Beneath His Rules   47

    Ivy’s Pov I was in the garage, looking for my old skateboard. I hadn’t used it in forever, but I was bored and thought maybe I’d ride it around the block. The garage was messy, full of boxes and junk my mom never threw out. I was digging through a pile when I heard the door creak. I turned around, and Theo was there, leaning against the wall. “What do you want?” I asked, standing up. I wiped my hands on my jeans and crossed my arms. “Just checking on you,” he said, stepping closer. His voice was all smooth, like he was trying to be nice, but I didn’t buy it. “I’m fine,” I said. “You can go.” He laughed, like I said something funny. “You’re always so tough, Ivy,” he said. “I like that.” I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. I’m busy.” He didn’t leave. He kept coming closer, and I backed up until I hit the workbench. My heart started beating faster, i didn’t like how he was looking at me, like he was planning something. “You don’t have to be so mean,” he said, stopping right in front o

  • Beneath His Rules   46

    Ivy’s pov The next morning, I was at the mall, trying to get a coffee, when my phone buzzed. It was a notification from some stupid social media app I barely used anymore. I opened it, and there was Janelle’s post. It was a picture of me from that night she came over with Mia, all smiley like we were best friends. The caption said, “Living that sugar daddy life, huh? #Secrets.” My stomach dropped. I knew what she was doing. She was trying to make people think I was with some old guy for money. I wanted to throw my phone across the room. She was spreading this rumor to make me look bad. I scrolled through the comments. Some girl I barely knew wrote, “Wait, is that true?” Another guy said, “Knew she was like that.” I felt my face get hot. I wanted to scream at all of them, but I just locked my phone and stuffed it in my pocket. I got my coffee and sat at a table in the corner. I kept my hood up, hoping nobody would recognize me but I felt like everyone was staring. Like they all

  • Beneath His Rules   45

    Ivy’s Pov He didn’t say anything, just looked at me. His eyes were all intense, like he was trying to figure me out. I hated how much I liked it when he looked at me like that. It made my stomach do weird flips. “You didn’t have to do it,” I said. “I didn’t ask you to.” “I know,” he said. “But I had to. I couldn’t let him walk away.” I shook my head. “You don’t get it. I don’t want you fighting my battles.” “I’m not,” he said, his voice getting sharp too. “I’m fighting with you.” I laughed again, but it came out more like a sob. “With me? You didn’t even tell me!” “Ivy,” he said, grabbing my arms. Not hard, but enough to make me stop. “I’m sorry. Okay? I messed up.” I pulled away, but not far. “You don’t get to decide what I need,” I said. “I’m not a kid.” “I know you’re not,” he said. He was so close now, I could feel his breath. “I see you, Ivy. I see how strong you are.” “Then why’d you do it?” I asked, my voice breaking. I hated that I was crying now. “Why didn’t you t

  • Beneath His Rules   44

    Ivy's pov The room was dead quiet now. Mr Carter was staring at his folder. The lady was writing something on her clipboard. I felt like I was gonna throw up. I wanted to scream at all of them, but I was so tired. Tired of fighting, tired of remembering. “Ivy,” Mr Carter said, “we can’t undo what happened, but we can hold him accountable. Your testimony could..” “I don’t care,” I cut him off. “I’m done talking about it. You wanna do something? Fire him. Put him in jail. I don’t need to be here for that.” I grabbed my bag and started for the door. Dominic moved like he was gonna follow me, but I shot him a look. “Don’t,” I said. He stopped. I walked out, my heart hammering. The hallway was blurry, and I realized I was crying. I wiped my face fast, not wanting anyone to see. I got to the elevator and hit the button, my hands shaking so bad I could barely press it. When I got outside, the air hit me like a slap. I stood there, breathing hard, trying to figure out what just happene

  • Beneath His Rules   43

    Ivy's pov I was sitting in my room, scrolling through my phone, when it buzzed with a text from a number I didn’t know. It said I had to be at some law office downtown the next day at 10 a.m. for a meeting about the professor. My stomach twisted hard. I read it again, like maybe I got it wrong. A meeting? With who? I didn’t ask for this. I threw my phone on the bed and stared at the ceiling. My heart was pounding, and I didn’t even know why. I thought about telling Dominic, but he’d been weird lately. Like, he was all protective one second, then acting like he didn’t want to talk the next. I didn’t get him. I grabbed my phone again and stared at the text. It said “formal meeting,” “school board,” and “lawyer.” What the heck? I was expelled. Why were they dragging me into this now? I wanted to scream, but I just sat there, my hands shaking. I didn’t sleep much that night. I kept thinking about the professor, his gross hands, the way he smirked when he thought he’d won. I hated h

  • Beneath His Rules   42

    Dominic’s pov I found Ivy’s mum in the west wing living room. She was on a low velvet couch, drinking wine and reading a magazine about famous people. The room was too big and too quiet. She looked up when I walked in, but she didn’t smile. She just looked annoyed that I was there. I walked over to the glass coffee table and placed my hands on it, leaning over slightly. I didn’t sit. I wanted this to feel like a meeting she couldn't escape. "We need to talk," I said. My voice was calm, which always made people nervous. She set the magazine down slowly. "About what, Dominic? The market? Because I told you to sell that property in Miami weeks ago." "It's about the house," I said. "And the people in it." She finally looked up at me, her eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about? Is it Ivy again?” "It's about you," I corrected her. "And the man you brought into this house recently." The color left her face for a second. It was a fast, shocking change, like a light being switche

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