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Ivy pov

By the time I dragged myself downstairs, I felt like a zombie. I couldn't even sleep, no appetite, just nerves sitting heavy in my chest. I’d barely made it to the dining room when my mom’s voice cut me off.

“You look awful.”

“Good morning to you too,” I muttered, sliding into a chair at the far end of the table.

Her eyes followed me with that same sharp look. “Did you even wash your face? You’ve got dark circles. You look like you haven’t slept in days.”

“Wow,” I said flatly. “Thank you for the compliment. Really warms my heart.”

“I’m serious, Ivy,” she shot back, setting her coffee cup down hard. “You need to take better care of yourself. No one will ever take you seriously if you show up looking like that.”

“Mom,” I said, rubbing my temples, “it’s breakfast. Who exactly am I supposed to impress at the table?”

“Everyone,” she snapped. “It’s not about where you are, it’s about habit. If you start your day sloppy, you stay sloppy.”

I slouched in my chair on purpose, resting my
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  • Beneath His Rules   7

    Ivy povBy the time I dragged myself downstairs, I felt like a zombie. I couldn't even sleep, no appetite, just nerves sitting heavy in my chest. I’d barely made it to the dining room when my mom’s voice cut me off.“You look awful.”“Good morning to you too,” I muttered, sliding into a chair at the far end of the table.Her eyes followed me with that same sharp look. “Did you even wash your face? You’ve got dark circles. You look like you haven’t slept in days.”“Wow,” I said flatly. “Thank you for the compliment. Really warms my heart.”“I’m serious, Ivy,” she shot back, setting her coffee cup down hard. “You need to take better care of yourself. No one will ever take you seriously if you show up looking like that.”“Mom,” I said, rubbing my temples, “it’s breakfast. Who exactly am I supposed to impress at the table?”“Everyone,” she snapped. “It’s not about where you are, it’s about habit. If you start your day sloppy, you stay sloppy.”I slouched in my chair on purpose, resting my

  • Beneath His Rules   6

    Ivy pov “Say something,” I demanded, my back still against the wall.Dominic didn’t. He just stood there, looking at me like I was some puzzle piece that didn’t fit.“You can’t just..” I started.He cut me off, stepping forward again. “You really want this?”“Yes,” I said too quickly.His eyes narrowed. “Don’t rush it. Answer like you mean it.”“I already said it.”He tilted his head, studying me. “You don’t even know what you’re asking for.”I clenched my jaw. “I’m not a child.”“No,” he agreed. “But you’re reckless.”“Stop saying that.”“Then stop proving me right.”I shoved at his chest, but he didn’t move. His body was solid, unyielding. I hated how close he was. I hated how my pulse jumped every time he leaned in.“You think you scare me?” I snapped.“You should be scared,” he said.“I’m not.”He leaned down until his lips were inches from mine. “Then prove it.”I froze. My whole body locked up.“What?” I whispered.His eyes flicked down to my mouth. “Prove you’re not scared.”M

  • Beneath His Rules   5

    Ivy pov“Are you out of your mind?” Dominic’s voice was low, but sharp.I crossed my arms, pretending I wasn’t nervous. “No. I’m dead serious.”His chair creaked as he leaned back, watching me. He didn’t even blink. That silence was worse than yelling.“Say it again,” he said.I rolled my eyes. “What, you need me to repeat it? You heard me.”He tilted his head a little, his eyes narrowing. “No, I want to hear if you’re brave enough to say it twice.”My throat felt dry, but I forced the words out. “Fuck me instead.”The corner of his mouth twitched, like he was holding back a laugh. “And why would I do that?”I shrugged, though my chest felt tight. “Because it solves your little problem. You get sex without her, and I get… leverage.”“Leverage?” he repeated, almost mocking.“Yeah. You think I’m stupid? I know you’re not touching my mom. And if she finds out you touched Janelle, she’ll lose her mind. So…” I stepped closer, trying not to show my nerves. “I stay quiet. You take me instead

  • Beneath His Rules   4

    IVYI woke up with a pounding headache and a bad taste in my mouth. The light streaming through the curtains felt like a personal attack.“Ugh,” I groaned, dragging myself up. The room was too quiet. I looked around.They were gone.Good.I didn’t want to see Janelle’s stupid face anyway.“Fuck, Dominic! Right there, oh my god!”I mimicked her fake moans with a mocking high voice, rolling my eyes. “Really? Moaning like a porn star for a man who wears black T-shirts like a personality trait? That dick?”I shook my head, annoyed at how her voice still echoed in my skull. And worse, my brain dared to flash an image of Dominic—his body, his hands gripping her hips, that look in his eyes.“Ugh, stop it,” I muttered, slapping my own cheek lightly. “Stop thinking about his dick. Jesus, Ivy.”I spotted a piece of paper on my dresser. Mia’s handwriting.“Had to leave early for class. Love you. Be safe. Let me know when you want to talk. —M.”Sweet. Typical Mia. Always looking out.I tossed it

  • Beneath His Rules   3

    IVYMy head was pounding.I groaned and rolled onto my side, dragging the pillow over my face like it could block out the sun stabbing through the curtains.“Ughhh, I’m never drinking again,” I muttered into the mattress. My throat was dry. My legs ached.And my brain… was not helping.Because the first image that flashed across my mind?Dominic.His hand on my throat.His chest against mine.The feel of his cock was hard and hot against my thigh when he pinned me down in the car.“Oh my God.” I sat up and smacked myself lightly across the face. “Stop it. Stop. Thinking. About. Him.”What the hell was wrong with me?I’d had a stupid crush on him in high school. Everyone goes through weird phases, right? I was seventeen, angry at the world, and he was...tall, hot, and never smiled. Whatever. That was old news.I wasn’t that girl anymore.Except apparently my brain didn’t get the memo. Because even now, my thighs pressed together like I needed—“NOPE,” I said out loud. “We’re not doing

  • Beneath His Rules   2

    IVYI 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

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