My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched Cameil spreading her legs widely- probably enjoying what she was receiving.
Everything was just like a dream, I couldn't believe my eyes... My best friend for ten years now cheating with my husband? I searched the sun for some tears but they hung at the corners of my eyes as I walked inside the lounge. There was no atom of remorse on their faces, especially Lysander. He stood perfectly fine not even putting on an expression of remorse. I walked inside the lounge and stared eye-to-eye at Lysander "What on earth are you both doing, Lysander?" My voice cracked in slim thickness. Cameil attempted to speak up but Lysander held her back and walked forward. "I should be the one asking you that question, what on earth are you doing in this house?" His voice summoned, leaving some threatening flow in my blood. I didn't mind, instead, I stepped closer angrily "We just got divorced, Lysander, and you're already cheating on me with my best friend? Have some shame, Xander!" At this point, I didn't care about how betrayed I was and what my rights were under the Steel's mansion. All I wanted was an answer which Lysander attempted to give when I cut him off "Tell me, is she the third wheel? Tell me if Cameil was behind all these. Give me some answers, Lysander!" I yelled angrily as my eyes seized to remove from his face. "I don't need to tell you that we are divorced which means that whatever we had is over..." He paused and dragged Cameil who was already dressed up. Then he continued "Cameil here has been my backbone ever since I was forced to marry you! She gave me everything you couldn't give me, so why shouldn't I get her pregnant and make her my wife?" My heart froze immediately after Lysander's proclamation. What does he mean by that? Was he trying to say that Cameil is already pregnant with his child? Lysander and I may be divorced but I still can't stand seeing him moving on with another woman talk more of my Bestie! I turned to Cameil whose face was filled with remorse. "And you, cheating with my husband...oh my ex-husband was your priority?" "I trusted you, Cameil. I did everything you wanted me to, I told you my secrets, I shared all of my pains and happiness with you and all you could think of was paying me back by cheating with my ex-husband!" I yelled, my voice refusing to accept that Lysander was beside me and he might get angry. This is worse than divorce papers so I have to wail more to this than Divorce! Cameil remained silent, refusing to say anything. The remorse was in her face but her body language told that she wasn't regretting any of her actions. "That's enough, Ivy! Cameil and I have come too far to back out from this... We are DIVORCED meaning I didn't cheat on you. What brought you to my house, take whatever you possessed and get the fuck out of my house". Lysander said with a cool voice as if he cared about me. "I refuse to accept your claims, Xander! You know I love you but you divorced me. It wasn't even up to 24 hours after Divorce and you already picked my best friend?" "Cameil and I had been in a relationship for seven years now! We loved each other even before you married me..." Lysander said after me but I cut him off "I am aware of that, Lysander! You both dated but broke up the moment you landed in Coma. She was asked to carry out the insemination but she refused, now she is back in your life after I proceeded with the surgery!" "You're wrong, Ivy!" Cameil finally spoke up in a remorseful tone. "I rejected the insemination because I had papers in Germany. I was still carrying out my B.sc in medicine, my father wanted me to do that as soon as it was possible...." "No need for explanation, Cameil. I forgave you for abandoning me and we were back again for five years now..." Lysander cut Cameil off before turning to me "The servants will bring your pieces of luggage in no time! Take them and leave this house!" His phone rang instantly and he walked out. Cameil stood on the sofa and crossed her legs. She is used to this kind of luxury, isn't she? Her father is the President's P.R. so why won't she feel at home stealing my husband after rejecting him five years ago? I guess that's what nature wanted. Maybe I wasn't destined to be with Lysander. No need for further confrontation, I just have to take what I came here for and leave. One of the servants brought my luggage downstairs with tears around her eyes. I could tell that she didn't want me to leave but I had to go. I grabbed my luggage and looked at the home we made together. So, I'll be leaving the man I love for my fake best friend? What has to be has to be. Even if I cry from now till infinity, Lysander will never accept me back. I turned back to leave when Cameil stepped on my way. She looked at me with a cruel face, her remorseful face had all disappeared. "Excuse me, Cameil. I have to leave!" I said, locking my bags tightly but she kicked one of my luggage away. I turned to her angrily "And what is the meaning of this, Cameil? Haven't you done enough?" "I just wanted to remind you not to ever mention to Xander that I am infertile! You know all of my secrets and so do I!" She uttered with a threatening glance. "I am not stupid to tell Lysander that you're not pregnant. Instead, I will be happy when he learns the truth himself. I mean, your Tommy will rise, won't it? Lysander will eventually find out about your baby... Now, excuse me!" I responded and picked up my bag which she had previously thrown. I attempted to walk past her when she grabbed my hair so tight. "Let go of me, Cameil!" I screamed in pain but she wouldn't let me go. "I only befriended you ten years ago because I had some problems with my dad! I needed a friend to be close to and also live under her roof. Five years ago when I finally reconciled with my dad, I wanted to end this stupid friendship but kept it because I loved Lysander! I confessed the truth to you about my past relationship with Lysander so you will know that I am still loyal to this friendship. Now that he finally divorced you, I don't see the need to pretend again!" She said while clutching my hair so tight. I was still lost in pain while feeling Betrayed over Cameil's confession. So, she was never a FRIEND! "Let go of me, Cameil or I will tell Lysander the whole truth!" I threatened, hoping she'd let me go but she smirked "Not when I convince Lysander that you're a murderer..." Her utterance was baffling. Before I could have a second thought, she left me. I struggled for oxygen while recovering from her evil grip but she started screaming "Lysander, come and help me! Xander... Please help me!" I had to turn back to see what the problem was but upon turning, she stabbed herself in the belly! "Cameil!" A voice screamed from behind and I turned. That was Lysander staring at me while I held a knife in my hand. That was the same knife Cameil used to stab herself but I am the one holding it! Lysander pushed me away and I hit my head on the nearest sofa. I could hear Cameil's voice pointing towards me "She did this!" Cameil managed to say before closing her eyes. "Santos, Jakub, Chris! Get the car ready and grab this woman! Put her in the car, let's go!" Lysander yelled and his two bouncers- Santos and Chris grabbed me up. Whatever the future holds for me, I don't know!~IvyI couldn’t believe what I was seeing. That earring—it was the same one I’d seen the day Rafael was killed. The exact same design. What made my stomach twist even more was that she was wearing only one. Who does that? Careless… and yet very telling.My thoughts were swirling when Mrs. Mehra’s voice cut through them.“Come on, Ivy. Why do you look like you just saw the devil? Aren’t you happy to see me?”I forced a chuckle, my lips curling into the fakest smile I could muster.“Of course not, Mrs. Mehra. Why would I be sad to see you? It’s been ages since we last met. Why would I be anything but happy?”Her own smile stretched too wide, the kind that’s meant to look friendly but screams venom.“Oh… I’ve missed you too, Ivy. The woman after Sylvie’s heart. You know, it would’ve been nice if you’d joined her in that grave. Hahaha.”I tilted my head slightly, letting my smile sharpen.“Yes, Mrs. Mehra. But I guess it wasn’t my time yet. Maybe yours will come sooner. The world does get
~IvyI quickly paused the call, half-rising from the bed. I knew Ethan was in a mood—bad and lustful all at once—and truth be told, I wanted him too. But this was my chance to finally uncover the truth about Cameil and Mrs. Mehra. I couldn’t miss it.As I adjusted my clothes and readied myself to leave, Ethan let out a frustrated groan.“Are all these really necessary, Ivy? For Christ’s sake, I’m in the f***ing mood. You have the whole world to do this, so why now—when I’m turned on?”Standing before the mirror, I brushed my hair quickly but carefully, giving him a sideways glance.“You just need to calm down, Ethan. When all of this is over—when I finally get the justice I’m fighting for—you’ll be the one begging me to stop, saying you’re too tired of getting f***ed.”He smirked. “How naughty are you, Ivy?”I set the hairbrush down and turned toward him with a playful smile.“You’re naughty, yeah? But I’m the naughtiest… haha!”Ethan rose from the bed and started putting on his shirt
~IvyEthan’s lips were impossible to resist—hot, hungry, and tasting so fcking sweet* I thought I’d drown in them. His kiss deepened, his hand sliding up to cradle my face as his body pressed into mine. For the first time, I didn’t dodge him. I wanted more… so much more.His palm drifted lower, gripping my a$$ with a firm, possessive squeeze that made me gasp softly into his mouth. My heart pounded as his lips trailed down to my neck, the heat of his breath making my knees weak. Each slow kiss there sent shivers through me, each graze of his teeth leaving my thoughts tangled.I clung to his collar like it was the only thing keeping me grounded, lost in the rush of his touch, the sound of his breathing, the low rumble in his throat.He tilted my head back, his lips brushing my ear. “I love you, Ivy,” he whispered, the words rough and dripping with desire.The tip of his tongue traced along my ear, so soft yet so deliberate, and a moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it. “I lov
~IvyIt was a good thing Ethan was finally discharged from the hospital. There had been nothing wrong with him in the first place, but I had wanted him to stay there a little longer — far away from his endless work at the office. Ethan worked like a machine, and even in his rare moments of free time, he insisted on joining me in investigating Old Mrs. Mehra’s death. The fire incident had given me the perfect excuse to keep him in the hospital a while more, free from office duties.Tonight was supposed to be Mrs. Mehra’s welcome-back party. According to the email I’d received, I was invited to take my position as CEO of WASTON Group. But I wasn’t ready to claim that role yet. So, I’d simply attend the event as Ivy Moore — assistant to the unknown CEO of WASTON Group.I was still in my room, getting ready for the evening. Night had fallen, and in thirty minutes, the party would officially begin. My gown — a flawless, expensive piece — hugged me perfectly, and the stylist had crafted a n
~IVYI squinted my eyes right after Rach told me to check my email. From the tone of her voice, I could already sense this wasn’t some ordinary business update. It felt more serious—too serious—so I didn’t waste a second. I launched my email application at once.I scrolled to the top, expecting something urgent. But nothing. No new message. No notification. No red dot.“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath, rolling my eyes in confusion. “What other email could she be talking about if not this one?” I mean, this is the only email account I have. So, why is there nothing here?“What’s going on, Ivy?” Ethan’s voice cut through the silence, pulling my attention back to him. “You’ve been acting weird since that call. So tell me—what’s wrong? Who was that, and what did they want?”I walked closer to the hospital bed he was lying on, frustration tightening my jaw. I kissed my teeth sharply and refreshed my inbox again—probably for the tenth time.“Remember when I told you this case was
~ IvyWith my mind still spinning from unanswered questions, I gripped the earring tightly and stepped out of the building.I wished Raphael's soul would finally rest in peace. After all the torment he endured, did he really have to die like that—so suddenly, so unfairly?I felt sorry for him. I had other plans for Raphael. I thought that once he finally revealed who sent him to keep the truth buried, I’d be able to act. I’d be able to fix things.But now, that hope was gone.That night dragged on, haunted by a thousand racing thoughts—each one a what-if.What if Cameil had someone tailing me?What if she’d already sent someone after Raphael’s family?What if she had other plans for him all along? Sinister ones?I couldn’t shake any of it from my mind, no matter how hard I tried.Deep down, I knew—Cameil had a hand in this. One way or another, she was involved in that crime.****The next morning, the servants had already cleaned the room and laid out breakfast on the dining table.“D