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Penulis: Sharon
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-10 14:35:09

IVY

I stepped out of the bathroom, towel clinging to my damp skin.

I threw open my box and stared.

“What do sluts wear again?” I muttered.

Jeans? Too boring. Floral dress? Ew. My old debate team blazer? I actually gagged.

Then I found it — that one black dress. The one my mom once called “too tight for a family dinner.” The fabric hugged every curve. Sleeveless. Tiny slit up the side. Low-cut enough that I’d need tape to keep the girls from spilling out.

Perfect.

I dropped the towel and slid into the dress, feeling the way it clung to my hips, the curve of my thighs.

At least something about me still looked good.

I moved to my vanity, pulled out the small makeup bag I hadn’t touched in weeks. My hand hesitated over the mascara. Then I grabbed everything at once.

Eyeliner is sharp enough to cut. Red lips. Highlighter on my cheeks.

By the time I finished, I didn’t even look like Ivy anymore.

I ran my fingers through my hair, letting it fall over my shoulders.

“Let’s give them something to talk about,” I whispered.

I slid into my heels, grabbed my small black purse, and tiptoed downstairs.

The living room was empty. Mom was probably passed out with a wine glass on the couch, pretending to be tired from “work.” She wouldn’t notice if I left. She barely noticed when I came back.

The front door creaked slightly as I opened it.

I didn’t even care.

I slid into my car, started the engine, and blasted music as I drove.

The city lights shimmered in the distance.

My hands gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white.

If they already thought I was a slut—if she thought I was a slut, when he forced himself on me, if the whole school pointed fingers—then screw it.

Let me be one.

I pulled up to a club I’d never been to before. Didn’t matter. It was loud, packed, and nobody knew my name.

Perfect.

I walked in and let the music hit me.

The guy at the bar looked me up and down as I sat.

“Martini,” I said, cool and fast.

He grinned. “Rough night?”

“Rough year.”

He slid me the drink. I tossed a bill on the counter and walked away before he could flirt.

I needed the beat.

I walked straight to the middle of the dance floor and let the sound swallow me.

Hands in the air. Hips moving. Hair sticking to my back. Eyes closed.

For a minute, it felt like nothing mattered.

And then I felt someone behind me. No—two someones.

One of them leaned in. “You’re kinda stealing the whole damn show, babe.”

I looked over my shoulder.

Two guys.

The one behind me had messy dark curls and gold chains. The other one had green eyes.

I smiled.

“Oh?” I said. “Didn’t mean to.”

They stepped closer.

“You here alone?” Green-eyes asked, voice low in my ear.

“Does it matter?”

He laughed. “Not to me.”

Gold-chain guy moved in behind me again. His hands hovered over my waist.

I looked back at him. “Don’t touch unless I say so.”

He held up his hands. “Yes, ma’am.”

I turned around and let the music take me.

My body moved with the rhythm, with the heat of their eyes on me, the way they watched me like I was something forbidden.

One of them pressed closer. I didn’t stop him.

His voice was at my neck. “What’s your name?”

I turned my head just enough.

“Tonight? I’m whoever you want me to be.”

Green-eyes laughed, surprised. “Shit. Okay, mystery girl.”

I tilted my head back, let my hips roll.

Their hands were everywhere.

One slid up my thigh, slow and teasing. The other cupped my waist, pulling me back into his chest. My body burned. My heart was racing.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” one of them whispered against my ear.

Another hand tugged at the hem of my dress.

I let out a soft gasp. My lips parted. I didn’t stop them.

I didn’t want to. My body was enjoying this way too much.

Their mouths were hot on my neck. My back arched. My hands tangled in one of their shirts as the other pressed his palm between my legs—over the thin fabric of my panties.

“Oh, fuck…touch me,” I whispered.

They were making me forget everything. I would soon get stuffed by two cocks..good enough for me.

One guy laughed. “Damn, babe, you’re wild—”

Suddenly I was yanked back.

“What the—?!”

Strong arms. A rough grip.

Then I was upside down.

Thrown over someone’s shoulder.

My heel slipped off.

“Put me down!” I screamed, pounding my fists on his back.

“Let me the fuck go!”

People turned to look. Music still blared, but the stares were everywhere.

The bouncer didn’t even stop him. Because the man carrying me looked like he owned the whole damn city.

“Dominic?!” I shouted, furious. “Are you fucking serious?!”

He said nothing.

Out of the club. Into the parking lot.

I kicked harder. “You can’t just grab me like this! I’m not a kid!”

He didn’t respond.

He opened the car door, threw me into the back seat, and slammed the door shut behind him.

I sat up, shaking, eyes wild. “You’re crazy! You’re actually—”

He turned, face close, breathing hard.

I spat at him.

A thick, wet spit landed right on his cheek.

He froze.

For one long second, the air in the car went still.

Then his hand snapped out and grabbed me by the throat.

Not tight. But firm enough to make my breath catch.

His voice was low. Dangerous.

“Spit on me again and see what happens.”

I stared at him.

His hand held me steady. My thighs clenched without thinking.

What the hell was wrong with me?

His gray eyes searched mine like he was trying to figure something out.

Then he let go.

We both sat there breathing hard.

I rubbed my neck slowly. My lips tingled.

“What the hell is your problem?” I snapped.

“You are,” he growled.

I scoffed. “You’re not even my real dad.”

He leaned closer, voice like fire.

“That’s why I won’t hesitate to spank the fuck out of you.”

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    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

  • Beneath His Rules   41

    Ivy's pov I was in my bed, but I couldn't sleep. The sheets were twisted around my legs, and my heart hammered in my chest. All the noise from the last few days, Theo’s disgusting attitude, my constant sex moments with Dominic, my mom’s mess, was finally catching up. I rolled onto my side and stared at the window. My room was on the second floor, but the house was old, and the yard was dark. The trees and bushes were thick. It felt like anyone could be out there, watching. Then I heard it. A quiet, scraping sound. It was the sound of something dragging against the rough stone near the base of the house. I froze. I stopped breathing, trying to figure out what it was. A branch? An animal? No, that wasn't an animal. That was slow, deliberate movement. Someone was moving quietly in the dark. I heard a small, distinct crunch. Like a shoe stepped on the gravel pathway that ran right under my window. My blood turned to ice. It had to be the person who left the note, they were back.

  • Beneath His Rules   40

    Dominic's pov A few days later, I was downstairs in the kitchen, making a cup of coffee that tasted like burnt gasoline. It was seven in the morning, and the silence of the house was quiet. I poured the coffee and turned around to leave, but Theo was standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame like he owned the place. He was in a fresh t-shirt, looking completely rested, too rested. "Morning, Uncle Dom," he said, pushing off the door. He didn't sound like he meant it. "Go back to bed, Theo," I said, walking toward the pantry. "Nah, I'm up," he replied, following me like a shadow. "Couldn't sleep, actually. This place is too exciting these days." I pulled out a box of granola bars, trying to ignore him. "What's that supposed to mean?" He chuckled, a low, annoying sound. "It means the house has a new vibe. Since Ivy got back, the air is thick. You can almost cut it with a knife." I put the granola bars on the counter and finally looked at him. My jaw was already tight,

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