Ivory's POV"Okay, I'm on my way now," Tristan's voice floated in from the closet. He stepped into the room and greeted me with a casual, "Good morning." When he saw I was awake. That was unusual for him; he rarely offered a greeting. Maybe he was in a good mood today. I replied, "Good morning," and silence hung in the air. He turned his attention to the mirror, adjusting his hair.I sat on the bed, wrestling with my thoughts.. Should I ask him? Finally, I took a breath."Tristan," I called, my voice trembling with anxiety. "Can I go out with Stella?"He turned swiftly, his cold blue eyes boring into me, and I felt the chill in his gaze. Instantly, I regretted asking. "Who's Stella?" he demanded sharply."The girl I was talking to on the phone the other night. I explained, quickly adding. It's okay if I can't go. I'm sorry for asking," I said, my voice dropping, tinged with sadness. He returned to the mirror, and silence wrapped around us again. I should have known he wouldn't let me
Ivory's POVI pressed the phone to my ear while sitting on the swing in the garden, tossing fish food into the pond. A cool breeze brushed against my skin, adding a calming touch to the afternoon."Hey, Ivory! What are you up to?" Stella's voice crackled through the line."Just at home," I replied, trying to keep my tone light. "Ugh, don't tell me you're being boring," she said. I felt a sting in my chest.She must have sensed my silence because she quickly added, "I didn't mean it like that! Just surprised a beauty like you isn't out living it up.""It's fine," I assured her, trying to mask my disappointment.Then she perked up, "So, I have this get-together with friends. You should come along! I promise it'll be fun!"I hesitated. "I don't think my husband will want that.""Oh my gosh! You're married?" Her surprise was clear."Yes," I confirmed."Well, if he's not up for it, we could do something else. A movie, dinner, shopping—whatever you want!" she suggested eagerly."I'll ask h
Tristan's POVI woke up feeling groggy, the light from the window peeking through the curtains. Glancing over to, I saw Ivory still fast asleep. I had promised her I'd be home early, but plans changed.Elijah had texted me on our way back from the yacht cruise. He had discovered a lead on the arsonists who had set fire to the main house, and they were also involved in the attack on Ivory. So, last night turned into a mission to track them down, take down their crew, secure their men, and bring them to the basement. That's why I couldn't make it home in time.As I considered how to make it up to her, I grabbed my phone and texted Ashley, "Can you take Ivory out today?" Almost immediately, she replied, "Yes, sure!" with a happy emoji. I put my phone down, got up from the bed, and headed to the bathroom.After freshening up, I moved to the closet. I slipped into my office attire and adjusted my belt as I walked into the room. That's when I noticed the surprise on Ivory's face."G-good mo
Ivory's POVThe sunlight poured through the window, hitting my skin as I stirred awake. I felt drained from the previous day. Yawning, I stretched, but then I noticed a figure stepping out of the closet. My heart raced. I jumped out of bed, startled. "Oh, it's you," I stammered.But his gaze was intense, roaming over me with a fixed intensity that sent shivers down my spine. Suddenly, I became acutely aware of my nakedness. Panic surged through me. I rushed to cover myself with the duvet. He smiled, a charming dimple appearing on his cheek. Who knew beneath that serious exterior lay such a warm smile?"Aren't you going to work?" I asked, confused by his presence."No," he replied. "I want us to go out." I blinked, confusion washing over me. "Oh," I managed to say. "Meet me downstairs when you're ready," he instructed, walking toward the door.I hurried to the bathroom for a quick shower. Afterward, I found myself in the closet, staring at the array of dresses, unsure of what to choo
Ivory's POVI walked Tristan's parents to their car. Today was the day they would return to the main house. I felt a twinge of sadness wash over me as I realized how much I would miss them. Over time, I had grown comfortable around them. They felt like the family I never had.Ashley pulled me in for a hug. "I'll miss you. I'll miss your food!" she said, grinning."Same here," I replied, smiling as I hugged her back."Ivory, we will really miss you. Take care of yourself, my dear," Joan said, pulling me in for a hug as well."You too, Joan," I said, smiling at her as I stepped back.Isaac chimed in, pretending to be emotional. "I will miss you, Ivory." Just as he moved in for a hug, Tristan's cold voice cut through. "Don't you dare try it!" he warned, his expression serious."Someone's getting all worked up over a simple hug," Isaac teased.I couldn't help but laugh too. I caught Tristan's gaze on me."Bye, Mr. Black," I said."Bye. Take care of yourself, dear," he replied.I waved the
Tristan's POV"Tristan! Tristan!" Elijah's voice cut through the air, sharp and annoying. I turned, irritation bubbling up inside me. "What's wrong? Why are you yelling my name like that?" I shot back, irritation seeping into my tone."I've been calling you for ages! What's got your mind so distracted? What's going on in that big head of yours?" he pressed, eyebrows raised in concern."It's none of your business, Elijah. Just tell me why you're calling," I replied, my voice cold."I sent you a file," he said, "and I need you to work on it now and send it back," urgency creeping into his voice."Can't it wait? I'll handle it later," I snapped back, not ready to deal with this now."That's weird, Tristan. You've been acting off for a while. What's going on?" he asked, concern creeping into his voice."Elijah, you talk too much," I shot back, feeling my patience dwindle.He smiled, unfazed by my irritation. "So, how's Ivory?""Fine," I replied, giving him a look that said it was none o