تسجيل الدخولIVY’S POVDamien was leaning against the car, his phone pressed to his right ear as he barked orders to whoever was on the call with him. He wasn't wearing his usual intimidating suits or corporate fits.Instead, he wore a cream-colored, knitted sweater with the sleeves pushed up to his forearms, revealing the tattoos wrapped around his skin and the prominent lines of his wrists. He had on dark tailored trousers and clean white sneakers, and his messy dark hair fell slightly over his forehead in a way that looked effortlessly handsome.My heart lurched against my chest as I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. I almost cried at how unfairly good he looked right now.As if sensing my presence, Damien turned his head, his eyes locking instantly with mine. It was airy around us, but it still felt like oxygen had been sucked out of the atmosphere, leaving a suffocating tension behind.I watched his gaze slowly travel down my white tank top, lingering on the curve of my waist and the fit o
IVY’S POVI adjusted the straps of my white ribbed tank top, which I’d tucked into my favourite and honestly, the only high-waisted blue jeans I owned.Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I pulled my hair back into a neat, high ponytail and smoothed down a few stray baby hairs.I looked nice and simple, but I didn’t know if I looked perfect enough for this trip, even though I was only going there as a nanny.A heavy knot of worry tightened in my stomach.I was about to spend three days at the Blackwood family’s main residence. Just the thought of meeting and spending time with one of the most powerful and influential families in the country made the chills roll down my spine.I’d done a bit of research about them while I ate my breakfast. They were old-money royalty, especially since one of their great-grandfathers had been a former president of the United States.They had two sons, Damien Blackwood being the first son and Lawrence Blackwood, the second son. They were both hot a
The thought remained on my mind as I moved to the toilet to brush my teeth and take a piss. When I was done, I decided to head downstairs to break the news to Ivy whom I was no longer going to fire anymore. Not after everything she told me yesterday, my conscience won’t let me sleep at night.I would have to try my best to control my actions and thoughts so I could keep my relationship with her professional. It was just a kiss by the way and nothing more. Even if it meant letting different girls suck me off every night to get her off my mind, I was ready to do it.My parents’ call this morning also made me realize just how risky starting anything with her will be.With my father having me followed, it will be difficult to hide her from them and they would never accept her.One, it was too soon. No matter how much they pretended otherwise, my parents cared more about the reputation of our family than my happiness which was why they made me marry Serena in the first place when I wasn’t
DAMIEN’S POV I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing from my desk but before I could get to it, the call went off. With a sigh, I rubbed my face and stretched the stiffness from my body before walking over to my desk. As soon as I picked up my phone, memories of last night came rushing back. My plan immediately after I got home was to get a decent amount of sleep and then spend time with Ava and the new nanny. But that plan went out of the window the minute I saw the lady who had been haunting my mind throughout last night in my house. And because I couldn't concentrate knowing she was still under the same roof as me, I decided to overwork myself. I did all of that only for her to still walk into this same study. She had no idea what she did to me. While she stood there challenging me, all I could think about was how beautiful she was. The worst part was that everything she had told me was definitely correct. I was too angry at her for entering the master's bedroom that
IVY’S POV"You heard me," I said, wiping the tears from my cheek. "I know you are powerful and rich, Mr. Blackwood, but that doesn’t give you the right to treat people like trash. You don't even know me, yet you are judging my entire character based on one night even after I’ve explained that it’s not what you think."He didn’t move. He just stared at me, his jaw clenched tightly."And how could you be so nonchalant towards your own daughter?" I continued, the anger boiling over. I was getting fired anyway so there was no need holding it in. "When you came to the room, you were so blinded by rage that you didn't even look at her. You cared more about the fact that I was in that room than your daughter you haven’t seen in a while. Now you’re sending me away without any replacement, who will now take care of her? I can’t believe a room is more important than your daughter’s wellbeing and….”.“You know nothing about my life or my daughter”. He hissed, interrupting me. “Get out. Now." His
IVY’S POVI gently pulled the fluffy blanket over Ava’s shoulders, being careful not to wake her. She let out a soft sigh and her eyelashes fluttered a bit before her chest rose and fell as she kept on sleeping.The two hours I spent taking care of her had been a perfect escape from the sad reality that I knew was waiting for me afterwards.I had wiped her tears, given her a warm bath, and fed her the food Greta prepared, which she really enjoyed. The moment she was done eating, I sang her a nursery rhyme, rocking her back and forth until her eyes grew heavy.She was an angel. Too bad her father was an absolute monster.I stepped away from the crib, my heart sinking down the pit of my stomach as those words echoed in my ears. “Fine. Feed her and put her to sleep but I want you gone immediately after that”.Tears filled my eyes but my defiance remained. I couldn’t lose this job. I absolutely could not. I needed the money, and more than that, I already felt a deep connection to Ava. Als







