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CHAPTER 80: A Midnight Meeting
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Corrupt Temptation Chapter 83: Unreachable
IVY.My hands were shaking so much that I was having trouble holding the phone. Willa. It was Willa. I had no doubt about it. But then… nothing. Only that loud click. A frantic drum solo echoed through the silent mansion as my heart pounded against my ribs. “No no no.” I whispered using hardly more than a whisper. I needed to return the call. It must have been a fluke or a poor connection. I tapped her number once more after taking a long ragged breath. Again and again. Once more. Every time I pressed my thumb against the screen a tiny prayer and a fervent request were sent into the digital ether. I watched the little spinning circle on my phone willing it to connect to show me a ringing tone anything but the dread I felt coiling in my gut. Each attempt was met with the same cold automated voice: “The number you have dialed is not reachable.” In sharp contrast to the earthquake occurring inside of me the voice was that of a woman serene and emotionless. With each repetition a pain
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 82: Echoes and Echos
IVY.In my room. Again. The exact meaning of my life during the last few weeks though it wasn't a bad room. With a walk-in closet large enough to fit my old wardrobe and still spare space for a small ponytail it was likely larger than my entire home back home. However when you are the only self-appointed royal prisoner even a palace can feel like a prison. The mansion felt more like an opulent roomy tomb than a home because it was so quiet. It seemed like forever since I last saw Sloan. Sophia? Or Arthur? Probably off showing off his overly courteous questions about the squirrels methods for gathering nuts to some confused squirrels in the garden. The only thing that was constant in my life at the moment I swear was the eerie quiet which was only occasionally broken by the creak of an old floorboard or if I listened closely the cry of my own boredom. I wanted to do something. Anything. Take a walk but where? The gardens were beautiful I suppose if you liked to feel like a little an
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 81: The Burden
SLOAN. When Victor finally left the study, the click of the door reverberated through the quiet leaving an almost palpable chill in its wake. I stood by the bookcase my hand still on the spine of a heavy book about ancient diplomacy. This was ironic because only a few minutes before there had been no such book in the room. My mind was filled with a discordant symphony of Victors words which were piercing and tinged with his typical brand of cynical pragmatism. My choices are final and legally binding. I had spoken with the utmost authority that was expected of me and with conviction. I also thought it was true. Every ounce of my being told me that I was choosing the only sensible course of action for Ivy and the Order. In my own mind however there was a persistent echo a nagging whisper that sounded suspiciously like doubt. I slowly exhaled while running a hand through my hair. The subtle aroma of Victors pricey cigar permeated the air serving as a constant reminder of his unwan
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 80: A Midnight Meeting
VICTOR. Under my Italian leather shoes, the marble floors of The Order's mansion felt colder than usual each reverberating step a testament to my simmering rage. It was well after midnight when secrets really started to breathe and shadows grew longer. However tonight the darkness was filled with the oppressive weight of Sloan's foolishness rather than any serenity. The staffs quickly ducked out of my way and bowed their heads in quick respect a tacit admission of my attitude. Good. Let them shudder. Maybe a little fear was exactly what this smug establishment required. I went to Sloan's study a haven of old books and dubious choices. I didn't waste my time knocking politely. Being polite was a luxury I couldn't afford when the Orders very foundations were on the line. Pushing the heavy oak door inward I felt a wave of righteous indignation. With a loud thump it opened and Sloan was there as expected standing next to a tall bookcase with a big leather-bound book in his hands. He g
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 79: Unraveling Threads
VICTOR Tendrils of smoke curled languidly each wisp bearing a whisper of my growing annoyance. I reclined in my absurdly large custom-made leather chair which was more expensive than some peoples whole yearly salary. My lavish office was usually a haven of calm a hallowed place where plans were conceived and empires were gently prodded. It was heavy today. Almost choked by the utter foolishness of it all. The whispers of course I had heard. Information spread like wildfire in this gilded cage particularly when it concerned Sloan that brash idiot and his most recent entanglement. Ivy. The name itself was as gratingly generic as her presence in the Orders mansion was offensive. I grasped the cigar more tightly. My teeth tightened at the thought. “Bloody imbeciles” I mutteredas I took another long drag. Similar to the raging fire in my stomach the cherry glowed a fiery red. A wild card a loose cannon and now a huge hole in our meticulously crafted secrecy—this was exactly what I had
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 78: Lingering doubts
IVY. Together Sophia and I whirled around, the effortless laughter fading from our throats. Alissa was a fiery-haired immaculately styled figure standing behind us. Her red hair was styled in a sleek severe bun that matched the acerbic tone of her eyes. My stomach turned slightly. The universe decided it was time for more drama just as things were beginning to feel normal. Sophia continued to grasp my hand and gave it a firm squeeze. Both of us braced ourselves for the typical sarcastic jab or vague threat. Alissa had a way of piercing the atmosphere like a poisoned dart. Rather a strange almost pitying smile appeared on her lips. “Well well.” She said, her voice silky smooth but with a hint of coolness that raised the hair on my arms. “I can see that someone is feeling better.” Her eyes moved over me and then back to Sophia's hand which was still in mine. “Alissa” I said attempting to sound neutral despite a sudden wave of defensive protectiveness toward Sophia. Alissa went on
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