Chapter Three

"Holy hell!!"

"This must be my lucky day!!" The twins exclaimed at once. Ivy was frozen to the spot. It was none other than Chris fucking Evans. He was standing outside their door. Ivy couldn't help swallowing anything. He looked like a fine sculpture standing there. What was he even doing at her house? She didn't want to believe he was here for her.

"I take it that you all know why am here?" They heard him say and that pulled them out of their trance.

Lincoln moved out of the way and ushered him inside "Please come in." While the twins rushed to pick up their scattered bags and shoes.

Chris felt like snapping the head of the guy who had opened the door. He knows who he is. He is Ivy's childhood friend. According to the information he had gotten, she lived with two girls who are twins and from Australia. Why then is he in their house so early in the morning? He was still contemplating on how to kill him when he saw the person he came for. Ivy Blaze. She was still putting on his clothes and that was more than enough to kill whatever devil was waking up in him. He was ushered into the house but the only thing of interest was the girl staring at him. She had not said a word since she saw him. She looks even better. Is it possible for someone to keep getting more attractive and beautiful by the minute? He wished he could just pick her up and hide her where only he would find her. Such a perfect creature. She wasn't very tall. Very long hair that was almost at her waist and her eyes. What color was it? He would have said they were dark blue last night but now, they looked like sky blue. Her eyes looked so bright he felt his world lighten up. He didn't want to take his gaze further down or he might really pick her up. "Cat got your tongue?" He asked her when he got to her front.

"Uhmm... Hi... I mean, good morning... No, I mean. Who? Sorry, how may I help you?" She stammered. She didn't even know what to say with him standing so close to her.

"Well, you could start by taking responsibility," Chris said with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Responsibility for what?" Ivy asked.

"For taking advantage of me. Don't you remember?" He said to her. They had both forgotten that other people were in the room. They could only see themselves and no one else.

"I don't remember anything," Ivy said while averting her gaze. She needed to look anywhere else but at him. Looking at him was making her lose her senses.

"If you don't remember how you jumped on me and clinged into me last night at the club then, I might have to say you have bad manners.'' He whispered...

Ivy could feel heat surging into her face. "I was drunk..." She said while averting her gaze. He was looking at her too intensely and it was making her blush line hell. 'Control yourself Ivy' she said to herself.

"Well, you have bad manners when drunk I must say. You took advantage of me and now, you must take responsibility." He said and moved closer to her.

Ivy could feel herself go weak in the knees. How is she supposed to take responsibility for him? It's supposed to be the other way around. She was drunk and he had taken her home. "It should be the other way. I woke up in your house and on your bed.!" She said and finally remembered that her friends were there. She turned back to look at them but found that they were the only ones there. What kind of friends were they? How could they just abandon her like that?

"That's also your fault. You wouldn't get off me. You even refused to go with your friends and you kept seducing me. What was I supposed to do?" He asked.

Ivy knew he was right about that but why should she take the blame? "You could have resisted. Why did you have to fall for it?" She asked while crossing her arms under her boobs.

'Gosh, what a tease she is.' Chris thought her movement did something to him. "I am human. What do you expect? When a beautiful lady like yourself teases me, I can't control myself." He said with a shrug. "Anyways, that's not why I am here."

"Then why are you here?" Ivy asked.

"I came to let you know that you are now mine. That's the only way you can take responsibility. You Are not allowed to go near other men." He said to her. He wanted to tell her that he was there to take her with him but changed his mind at the last minute. Why? He wasn't someone who would not say what was in his mind. He never cared how it would sound to others. He just did what works best for him. This girl was bringing out parts of him that he found strange.

"What do you mean? We just spent a night together and it should mean nothing. You have been with many women! Do you ask them all to take responsibility?" Ivy asked. What kind of logic was that? Why would he come all the way to her house just to sprout nonsense?

"I choose every other woman that has ever touched me. But you my dear kitten, are different. You chose me. I didn't choose you. That's why your case is an exception." He said. He couldn't help himself anymore so he used his thumb to caress her lower lip.

Ivy could feel a shiver run down her spine. She wasn't cold. It was his touch. How could he have such a strong effect on her? "You..."

"You have nothing to say. Think about it. You'll be hitting the jackpot. You get a handsome man, who is wealthy and you get to live in a very big house. In order words, you'll become a queen." He said to her. He was trying to make her see reasons why she should follow him.

"What are you talking about?" Ivy asked in confusion. 'Is this the no-nonsense billionaire' he is rumored to be very cold. Doesn't talk to take shit and is a genius. How come what she is seeing is different from what she has heard or read about him?

"Don't tell you you don't understand me. I am telling you that I won't leave here without you. You'll move in with me, you can't have another man in your life." He said.

"Just because we spent a night together? What are you? A baby?" She asked. "These things happen to people all the time and that wasn't a reason to get married. You don't expect me to just move into your house. As what? Your girlfriend? Your wife? What would people say?" She almost screamed at him.

She had just gotten out of a bad relationship. Getting entangled with another man wasn't her plan. She had only gone out to forget. Now, she was having trouble understanding this piece of fine art standing in front of her. Not just anybody but the top of the top. He was at the peak of the food chain.

"You could become my wife if you wish. How about that?" Chris asked while staring into her eyes.