SABRINA POV CHAPTER 4

God couldn't be this cruel. He couldn't have sent Ivan my way two times in a day. That was something the devil would do.

“Are you alright, hon?” Mom asked, her tone a bit surprised.

No, I'm not, mom. This man can't be your fiance! He's a monster.

“Are you alright, dear?” Ivan asked, his face laced with worry.

This monster can actually look worried? Huh?

I gripped the edge of my chair and sat down again. Then I forced a smile. “I'm fine. Just startled, that's all.” 

Ivan smiled. “I understand, dear.” Then he turned to mom. “I teach at her university.”

Mom clapped her hands and smiled. “That's wonderful. You two have already met?”

My hands trembled as I reached for a glass of water. “Y - yes. He taught today.”

“Yes. Your daughter is such a bright student, Lana. You did a good job raising her.” Ivan took mom's hand and kissed it.

How could he do this and feel comfortable? 

Mom, get your hand away from him! 

I wanted to scream but I couldn't. 

I pushed back my chair again, surprising them both. “I forgot I have a study group at Gigi’s. I have to go. It was nice meeting you…” 

“Sabrina,” Mom gave me a look that said ‘sit your ass down right now’ before scoffing. “But you've barely eaten.”

“I'm not hungry,” I took a step back. “See ya.” 

I didn't waste any second in that house. I grabbed my phone and picked out a few clothes. I wasn't going to…

My phone buzzed and I reached for it. Please, let it be Gigi.

The text I saw started me.

Unknown number: “Come back to dinner or I'll tell your mother you snuck into my mansion last night.”

I didn't need any more information to tell me that the sender was Ivan. But how the hell did he get my number? 

Me : “You wouldn't dare”

Ivan : “Try me.” 

Then he sent an attachment. It was a photo of him kissing mom's ring. The engagement ring he'd given her.

Me : “Why are you doing this to me? Why won't you just leave me alone?”

Ivan : “I'm not doing anything. Come downstairs.”

Me : “Fine.”

I wiped the tears trailing down my cheeks and turned downstairs.

Mom's eyes fell on my empty hand and her brows pinched. “You're not going?”

“The girls cancelled so I'll just study later.” I swallowed as I resumed my seat.

The rest of dinner, I avoided Ivan's gaze. I made sure I tidied up the dishes and dried them as fast as I could so I could get out of here. 

I was just about to put the last plate in the cabinet when I felt a larger than life presence behind me.

“You're avoiding me like a plague.” He purred.

“Whose fault is that?” I hissed.

“I don't know, who is it?” he easily reached for the plate in my hand and placed it in the cupboard. 

I turned around to face him. “It's you. You make me uncomfortable!”

“Really? I didn't notice.” He smiled.

“Just what are you doing here? First, my professor now, my mom's fiancee?” I scoffed.

“No, stepfather,” he corrected. “I'll be getting married to your mom soon.” 

“I hate you.” And I meant it with every fibre of my being.

“No, you don't,” he leaned closer. “You don't hate me, Sabrina.”

“Proving to you that you don't hate me.” He rubbed his nose against my neck and I bit down on my bottom lip.

“What are you doing? Mom's in the other room.” I whispered.

His hand dropped to my hips while the other caressed the back of my neck. 

“Lana takes forever to get her makeup done. Besides, we know how indecisive she is when choosing a dinner dress.” He chuckled.

“Don’t… stop.” I whispered.

“Don’t stop? Or don't and stop.” He chuckled again, peppering kisses down my neck.

“Don't at all! You're my mom's fiance!” I tried to push him away.

“So?” He didn't stop kissing me.

I trailed my fingers to the back of his hair and gripped it as hard as I could. “We can't do that to her.”

“She wouldn't know as long as we don't tell her,” Ivan pulled away. “Come on. I know you want me.” 

He's wrong. I would never want him. Not in a million years.

“What do you say, Sabrina?” He brushed his finger over my bottom lip. “Me and you?”

“No.” I hissed.

“What about one kiss?” he pouted.

“No.” I shook my head.

“No?” He gripped my hips and lifted me into the kitchen counter.

I panicked. “What are you doing?” 

“Make you look at me better. You can't keep craning your neck to look at me.” He smiled.

That was very considerate but knowing that it was coming from this asshole made it look weird.

“I'm not kissing you, Ivan.” I whispered.

“Babe, do I wear the green dress or the white one?” Mom called from upstairs.

“The green one.” We both chorused.

“Aww. My two favourite people. I know you two will get along pretty well.” Mom cooed. 

“We are!” Ivan called back. 

Sicko!

“What do you say? Hmm? I won't bite.” He reached for my thigh, stroking my naked skin. Why did this gown have a slit?

His fingers brushed against my inner thighs and I curled my toes. What was this feeling?

“Stop…” I managed a whisper. Why did I feel so good?

“You like that?” He grinned, reaching his hand further inside. 

I threw my head back enjoying the smooth caress. “Hmm.”

“Use your words, Sabrina.” He said.

“I… yes…” 

His hand found my hair and he pulled me to face him now. “That kiss…”

“We won't tell mom. And this will be the last time.” I said, showing him my pinky.

“Agreed.” 

I had barely gotten the chance to hook my arms around his neck when he slammed his lips against mine.

I moaned against his lips while running my fingers through his hair. He seemed to like that because he groaned. 

“You taste amazing.” He smiled as he kissed me harder. 

I arched my back when his fingers reached my panties and pulled them to the side.

“You're already wet for me, aren't you?” he mumbled against my lips.

“So guys, I am ready.” Mom's voice echoed through the house. She's coming.

I snapped from my daze and pushed Ivan away then I jumped off the counter and rushed to the sink, pretending to wash my hands.

“There's my favourite people,” mom smiled as she twirled in her green flare gown. “How do I look?” 

“Amazing.” I said as I looked at her. 

“You look beautiful,” Ivan reached for mom and kissed her cheek. “Shall we?” 

“Of course.” Then mom turned to me. “We'll be gone for long, honey.” 

I nod quietly. “Yeah.”

I couldn't meet her eyes. Not after what I'd done.

“See ya.” 

I waited till I heard the front door close then I released the breath I'd been holding.

God, what the hell did I just do? I kissed Ivan!

My phone buzzed with an incoming text and I reached for it absentmindedly.

My thighs clenched at the message.

Unknown number: “We'll be home soon. Wait for me at the mansion.”

I should say no. After all he'd done, he didn't have any right to demand anything from me but that kiss… I wanted more of it. 

I typed back. Mom, I'm so sorry.

Me : Fine. I'll be waiting.