Chapter 1: Ivor Is My Crush

“No. Ivor, please. Stop it.” Lia said desperately, trying to push Ivor out. “I love you, Ivor, but please don’t use my love like that.”

Ivor did not care about Lia’s plea. He tore Lia’s suit rough, stroking her smooth skin, forcefully giving her hickeys on her collarbones.

“No, Ivor. Let me go, please,” Lia could do nothing but beg Ivor and expect him to listen to her. But this is the dumbest thing to do in this case, begging for a drunk.

Ivor was not sane enough, he did everything instinctively.

“Damn,” Ivor said.

But the reason was not that Lia begged him constantly to annoy him, he found those lips were beautiful.

He wants to kiss it, feel its sweetness, make it belong to him, forever.

“Uh, Ivor, Uh,” Lia was struck surprisedly. Ivor’s tongue probed every corner of her mouth like he was memorizing her taste.

“Very sweet,” he thought.

As soon as he broke the kiss, Lia slapped him with all her might.

“You’re not docile, but that makes me very excited,” Ivor whispered in her ear. The hot breath from his mouth made her numb.

Lia couldn’t believe Ivor would say those sweet words to her. In her memory, he always communicated with her with a unfriendly attitude.

“Ivor, who am I?” Lia asked suspiciously. “Please tell me, who am I?”

Ivor didn’t answer, he clasped her hands with one hand, focused on stroking her sensitive parts with the other.

“Ah, ha, Ivor, answer my question,” pleasure scuppered to Lia. But she didn’t voluntarily accept it, she felt hurt.

Just a few days ago, Ivor refused her love expression. But right now, he was raping her.

“It’s so ironic. You did it because you knew I’d forgive you, didn’t you?” She thought. Her tears rolled.

Lia couldn’t believe this situation was happening to her.

                                                                           …

One month ago.

“Sir, this is a list of famous stars I’ve found based on your taste. Please pick one before noon. I will contact the chosen one immediately,” Lia said, putting the list on Ivor’s desk, coldly speaking.

“Put it on the table,” Ivor said, still focusing on the contract.

Lia peeked at Ivor’s serious face as he was working, leaving his office silently.

Lia sighed as soon as she walked out of Ivor’s office. She rubbed her left breast, feeling her heart beat faster than usual.

“It’s hard to see Ivor alone in his office. I can’t control my heart. It beat fast every time I saw Ivor, and it was as if it was about to explode when he spoke. This is disastrous,” Lia thought.

“Liar, Miss Anderson is on the phone with the assistants asking to see boss Ivor,” Coco said and hurriedly ran to.

Lia was surprised, she said, “What? Didn’t she get to the suburban villa last week, and agreed she wouldn’t bother Ivor anymore? And, I’m Lia, not Liar.”

“Haha, Liar is much cuter than Lia. Nobody calls you Liar but me, right?” Coco said, then winked at her.

Lia sighed, she couldn’t refuse the loveliness of Coco, “Okay, but don’t call me that in front of everyone. It’s very embarrassing!”

Lia went back to her office. The desk phone rang nonstop.

“What’s wrong with Miss Anderson?” Lia thought vexedly.

“Hi, I’m Lia Reyes, Ivor Mitchell’s assistant,” Lia said habitually.

“Ivor, I want to see Ivor. He promised me good things when we were together, now ignoring me as if I were a broken commodity,” Miss Anderson shouted.

Lia had to keep the handset away from her ears because she didn’t want her eardrum to be damaged.

“Gosh, Miss Anderson, how can you believe a man’s sweet words when you’re having sex?” Lia thought helplessly.

“Miss Anderson, please remember, you held the keys of the New York suburban villa last week, agreed that you would not bother Mr. Mitchell anymore,” Lia replied calmly.

“Well, nothing would have happened if Lahaina hadn’t been his next mistress. She’s a filthy whore, she won my show, hoaxing me,” Ms. Anderson shouted.

Lia sighed, said, “Miss Anderson, whoever my boss’ next mistress is his personal affair. You can’t interfere. If you keep bothering us, let’s meet in court.

Lia hung up immediately.

“Ivor made ingenious choices. After ending a relationship with a mistress, he will always choose his mistress’ enemies as his next mistresses,” remarked Lia helplessly.

Miss Anderson’s call was not the last call from Ivor’s ex-mistress that morning. Lia had to deal with five more calls before she could have lunch with Coco.

Lia was Ivor’s assistant, but she was not what people think she was. Lia’s job was to help Ivor create a list of girls according to his taste. He would choose one of them or more to be his mistress. When he was not interested in her, Lia appeared and resolved the indignation of his mistresses, gave them a farewell gift, persuaded them to sign the agreement that would not disturb Ivor, etc.

That’s not the worst of it.

Lia loved Ivor. She could not tell Ivor that. He hated that his assistant loved him. Lia was the only female candidate chosen because she hadn’t tried to flirt with him in the interview.

It was hurt when she had to recruit mistresses for her crush by herself.

…

Ivor answered to Lia after she finished her lunch.

“Lahaina.”, Ivor just sent her a quick message.

“Well, Miss Anderson has just called me this morning,” Lia thought, then informed Lahaina.

“No, I’m busy.” Lahaina left a message.

“So shock, she answered emphatically, as if rejecting Ivor’s charm,” Lia think, could only inform Ivor that he has to choose again.

“Come here.”, Lahaina continued to send a message.

“What? Where?” Lia doubtedly uttered.

Then she got an address of a café in a mall in New York City.

Lia had to leave her office immediately to go to that café. When she arrived, Lahaina was enjoying a cup of cappuccino.

“Hi, what’s going on with you calling me out here?” Lia gasped and asked.

Lahaina order her a Mojito.

“Thank you,” Lia said as the server brought her a drink, immediately drinking half a glass.

“What’s wrong, Miss Lahaina?” Lia asked, her voice was calmer.

Lahaina said, “I want to go shopping.”

“Oh, really! Not again.” Lia thought.

One of Lia’s tasks was to please Ivor’s mistresses. How come?

She would normally choose some gifts to give them on Ivor’s behalf. But Lahaina was a special case, she did not lack the beautiful and valuable gifts that came from men.

The first time Lia and Lahaina met after Lahaina become Ivor’s mistress, she invited Lia to go shopping together, Lia wanted to say no. But.

“Go with her. She doesn’t need those gifts,” Ivor said.

Lia couldn’t refuse Ivor’s offer. Since he was her boss, she still needed her monthly salary to live.

…

Lahaina walked out in a chic platinum dress. Her perfect curve made everyone look up.

Lahaina spun around, looking at her in the mirror for a moment, asking, “Do I look good?”

“You are always beautiful,” Lia said honestly.

“Really? I see my waist is getting bigger. Is it because I gained weight?” Lahaina said. She was deeply melancholy about her weight.

“No, it’s crazy for you to say that,” Lia said. “Wait, what, you said you were fat?”

“Why can’t I say that?” Lahaina asked.

“That’s impossible,” Lia said. She couldn’t believe what was going on.

Lahaina was Hollywood’s most expensive model, known as the most beautiful woman in the world. She was born into a rich family. She was smart, beautiful, almost no one could resist her charm. Every girl wanted to be Lahaina, every man wanted to marry her. Lahaina was the mistress Ivor spent the most time with. 

With all she had, she had the right to be arrogant to anyone. And she did. She was confident, strong, arrogant. She would never complain that she’s not beautiful.

But, today…

“Should I wear a corset for tonight’s party?” Lahaina asked.

“No, what do you need that for? It’s not for you,” Lia denied immediately. “What makes you so self-conscious of yourself?”

“A man,” Lahaina said.

“What?”

“I am getting married.” Lia announced.

“What? But aren’t you Ivor’s mistress?”