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The price of his attention
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2025-07-29 00:20:00The silence in the car was not a peaceful one. It sat between them like something carefully constructed, designed to last the entire ride home. Ivy could feel it stretch with each passing block, dense and unyielding, the kind of silence that took shape around a man like Victor. He did not fidget. He did not glance over. His hand rested calmly on the wheel, his posture steady and controlled as though every muscle in his body had been trained not to reveal a single thought.
She didn’t speak either. The seat beneath her felt too warm. The dress she wore still carried the weight of every stare it had drawn, every whisper it had provoked. Her skin tingled beneath the silk, not from shame, but from something more tangled. She had wanted to be seen. She had allowed it. And now she waited, not for punishment, but for what always came after. That moment when Victor reminded her that no matter who had looked, no matter what had been offered in glances or drinks or subtle provoc
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Filthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession She doesn’t want love
She stared at her reflection longer than usual that morning. Not because she liked what she saw. Not because she was trying to gather confidence or wrap herself in reassurance. She stared because something had shifted beneath the surface of her face, and she wasn’t sure yet what it was. The mirror gave nothing away. It reflected the curve of her jaw, the calm line of her mouth, the sweep of her hair tied back with careful precision. But there was a stillness in her eyes she hadn’t noticed before. A silence that didn’t used to be there.The mug in her hand had gone cold. She hadn’t taken more than a few sips, though she’d filled it with her usual. Black coffee. No sugar. No softness.Behind her, the rest of the room remained untouched. Her bed was neatly made. The robe she had worn earlier was folded at the foot. There were no signs of chaos. Nothing out of place. And yet she felt as though something had been torn apart inside her and quietly rearranged in a way she
Filthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession He Never Asks, Only Takes
Ivy stepped into the penthouse office where Victor always began his mornings. The air still carried the scent of leather and dark wood, the faint note of expensive cologne lingering like a benediction. The city stretched below them in glass and steel, indifferent to the weight of what happened inside these walls. She held a stack of papers in her hand, one of her recent product reports, printed and bound neatly. She could feel her pulse settle into a rhythm as she crossed the threshold, placing the documents on the desk before him. He did not look up immediately. He folded his hands in front of him, fingers pressed together as though holding something fragile. The silence between them thickened for a moment before he reached out and opened the top page. Ivy stood quietly at attention, her chin lifted, her shoulders even. She did not expect praise, not this morning. She expected scrutiny. She leaned into the sharp awareness of his gaze without flinching.
Filthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession She begins to lie beautifully
The morning at Halden arrived in muted light that made the polished lobby shimmer like glass warmed by dawn. People moved through the space with quiet purpose, their heels clicking softly on marble floors, their voices carried in hushed tones. Ivy paused at the threshold for a moment, breathing in the subtle shift beneath the façade. It was not a look or a whisper that told her something had changed. It was a gentle pressure in the atmosphere, as though the building itself had exhaled and was now giving her room to settle deeper into her own skin.She crossed the entry hall with steady steps, feeling the weight of her own awareness pressing against the crisp folds of her blouse. She had dressed to be unseen, but instead she felt undeniable. The blouse draped cleanly, free of wrinkle. The tailored slacks hugged her hips just enough to feel respectful of form and restraint. Each movement was deliberate. Even as the ache lingered from the night before, she did not give any sign. No favor
Filthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession He signs his name inside her
The morning after did not begin with sunlight or softness. There was no stretch of comfort, no lazy warmth between their bodies. There was only the ache that clung to her like a second skin, familiar and silent.It was not pain. Not in the way most people would describe it. It was a deeper kind of reminder. Something that lived inside the strain of her muscles and the faint resistance in her thighs each time she tried to move. Her skin still held the memory of his grip, and when she shifted slightly to sit upright, the whisper of that memory ran down the length of her spine and settled low in her belly.Victor had not been careless. He never moved without intent. Every touch, every command, every motion he made carried with it a purpose that did not ask for permission. Ivy knew that now. She had known it the night before, and she felt it even more clearly now, in the quiet stillness that filled the room.She sat at the edge of the bed without reaching for the robe that had been left f
Filthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession The price of his attention
The silence in the car was not a peaceful one. It sat between them like something carefully constructed, designed to last the entire ride home. Ivy could feel it stretch with each passing block, dense and unyielding, the kind of silence that took shape around a man like Victor. He did not fidget. He did not glance over. His hand rested calmly on the wheel, his posture steady and controlled as though every muscle in his body had been trained not to reveal a single thought. She didn’t speak either. The seat beneath her felt too warm. The dress she wore still carried the weight of every stare it had drawn, every whisper it had provoked. Her skin tingled beneath the silk, not from shame, but from something more tangled. She had wanted to be seen. She had allowed it. And now she waited, not for punishment, but for what always came after. That moment when Victor reminded her that no matter who had looked, no matter what had been offered in glances or drinks or subtle provoc
Filthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession The Room Was Filled With Men Who Thought They Owned the World
The ballroom had not quieted. The voices still murmured across polished marble. Glasses still clinked against their partners. Soft music still wound its way through the air like silk. But something had changed.Ivy felt it. In her chest. In the subtle hush around the edges of the room. In the way people no longer pretended they weren’t watching.Victor had kissed her, and not in a way meant to suggest tenderness. It had been a claim, exact and final. A reminder delivered with precision, timed not to wound her, but to wound everyone else.And she had let him.Not because she was afraid.Not because she wanted to provoke the man in the gray suit who had looked at her like she was something on a menu.She had let Victor kiss her because the moment it happened, everything inside her calmed. It was not the kiss itself. It was what it meant. It was what it said louder than the music and louder than her silence.She was his.
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