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= 54 = Emotional fool?
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Playboy's Mistress = 55 = STRONG
Ember's POV" I never want anyone to cry because of anything. Yes, I do hate you, but I can't see you cry because of some misconception about your dead mom. I will be happy when you cry for my forgiveness. I will be happy when you cry in front of me, pleading for my forgiveness. That day I will be absolutely Happy when you cry in front of me, pleading for my forgiveness. That day I will be happy because that day you will be guilty of mine.” I replied, making him silent.“ That day will never come.” He said, and my heart, which was sympathizing for him, again held only bitterness for him. Only bitterness. Nothing else.“ We will see.” I replied and tried to stand, but soon got pulled back, landed on his lap. “ Where are you going, wife?” He asked, making my heart beat crazily in my rib cage.“ I want to sleep. Please leave me.” I mumbled, trying to get away. “ You had dinner?” He asked and I nodded.“ Do you really think that I am perfect?” He asked as his breath fanned the skin of m
Playboy's Mistress = 56 = Cheating
After 2 daysEmber's POV“ You just have to take care of yourself, have to answer my calls, and yeah, don't call anyone by this number except me, Corey, Lawrence, and Scarlett. I will return in 2 days, so until then, be at home. Take care sweetheart. Your monster, Ivan.” I sighed, reading the paper and looked at the new iPhone which was on the table near the bed.He left for Greece. Now I am in this dark house with Lawrence and Scarlett. Scarlett, my lady bodyguard, is also cook of this house. She is a very talented girl, but mostly stays silent. I placed the phone on the table and turned my back to the door. I am feeling caged here. I am in London, but the only thing I get to see is snowfall. Besides, I am not complaining, but still, I am feeling bored here.Hey, but still, it's good. At Least I am living away from that ghost, who only scares me and demands for sex. Although he didn't touch me for the last 2 days, the previous memories always scare me, disgust me. Ah, now I will brea
Playboy's Mistress = 57 = PAST
Author's POVThe presentation TV broke as the injured body of Ivan got thrown by someone who was heaving in anger. The knuckle of the person who threw Ivan, was injured and blood was visible on it.The person who threw Ivan was Damon.~~~~~~ Flashback," Hi grandpa." Ivan said approaching his maternal grandfather, Evander Servopolus." Oh, Ivan , my son. How are you?." Evander asked and they both hugged each other. Ivan felt relief hugging someone familiar." I am fine, how are you?." He asked, moving back and his grandpa laughed seeing his grandson. So muscular, so handsome." I am fine. Where is my daughter?." He asked, making Ivan confused." Your wife." He added and Ivan chuckled." She is a finance student, has an exam next week so I had to come here alone. But I promise, next time I will bring her here." He said." Okay, I don't have a problem. Anyways I am going to visit both of you in London in the next two days." He said making Ivan smile." What happened, Ivan. Why are you s
Playboy's Mistress = 58 = You will loose your life!
Ivan's POV Now let's go Ivan. Let's take shower and work. Tomorrow you have a great meeting with your enemy, DAMON. After 20 minutes, You know some people don't like to show their emotions, show their weakness and I am one of those people. I am still regretting that why the hell did I cry in front of Ember?. I fucking hate to cry in front of anyone. And that night, that was the first time that I cried in front of her. And later I had said that I don't want her fake sympathy. Although I was right but I think my behaviour was not good. I should not have talked to her like that. She was truly concerned for me but still I behaved like a jerk. Ah this is really confusing. Taking my phone, i turned it on, scrolling through the apps, I checked her location and she was in our bedroom, sleeping peacefully. I just Love when she sleeps peacefully. I just feel like stare at her face all day- night long. Turning off my phone I walked out of my bedroom to talk to grandfather about next day's me
Playboy's Mistress = 59 = You miss me?
Author's POV " No, I am not turning back from this case, that rascal needs to be punished, he has to pay!." Ivan's maternal grandfather Evander Servopolus screamed at the phone, looking outside of the french window. He was fuming in anger, wanting to punish Damon for hurting his grandchild. Meanwhile Ivan smirked looking at his grandfather, sitting on the hospital bed. His head was bandaged and some cut marks were present on his face, he got some cuts on his back too because of the broken TV screen. " I am cutting all of the ties with the Anderson family, the deal is over, be ready to show your client's ugly face in the court." And hearing this Ivan felt satisfaction. Do you know, why didn't he beat Damon and let him beat himself because he wanted his grandfather to take action against Damon. He knew that if he will beat Damon then his grandfather would never had cut the stupid tie between Anderson and Servopolus family. When his grandfather got to know that Damon had beaten Ivan
Playboy's Mistress = 60 = BACK
Ember's POV There he was standing looking at me with don't know what kind of expression. He has rested his head on the door , hands are in pocket, but wait- His head is bandaged?. What happened to him?. " Were you waiting for me, sweetheart?." He asked and I held the balcony rod, although it was cold but i need some strength which unknowingly i am losing. " Hmmm?." He hummed in an asking tone and i shook my head. " I wasn't sleepy so I thought about spending some time here." I replied and his lip corner curved upward slightly. His gaze scaring me, making me uncomfortable, it's like he is watching me without my clothes. I cleared my throat and tried to walk past him. " Wouldn't you ask , how am I?." He said and I stopped in my tracks. I looked at him, he is still watching me intentionally. " You-You are fine and I know that's a minor injury." I answered, he chuckled inwardly. " Yeah, it's minor. " He replied and I nodded my head , before he say something I walked into our bedroo
Playboy's Mistress = 61 = Telephone booth sex
Author's POV" Here, take your ice cream." He said, giving her an ice cream cone and she smiled looking at it, so finally he brought her out for showing London, they have roamed everywhere wherever they wanted and now it's night and both are returning to their nest." London is such a beautiful place." She murmured as they both started to walk. He intertwined their fingers and from time to time rubbed her hand to keeping it warm." Any more places you wanna go?." He asked and she shook her head." No, now I wanna go back and sleep." She replied and he pulled her in front of himself, hugging her from behind, caging her by his arms." Oh, you sleep a lot, sweetheart." He said showering many kisses on her upper head." It's all because of your baby." She replied and he chuckled." Why do you call it your baby? It's yours too, you too worked hard for creating this soul." He replied with a sly smile and she shrugged off her shoulder." Call it our baby. Now call it, say, dear husband, this
Playboy's Mistress = 62 = Save your family, man!
Author's POV" Ivan put me down," Ember said, hiding her face in Ivan's neck, feeling embarrassed by his act." Can't take the risk, baby, your legs will hurt." He answered while holding her tightly in his arms. Well, he is carrying her in his arms in bridal style. When Lawrence came to pick them then they both were in the telephone booth, he was massaging her legs, talking dirty and laughing seeing her red face. Well, Lawrence didn't hear what his boss and mam were talking about but by seeing Ivan's laugh he was happy that everything was getting fine. Rain is still pouring but now it has slightly slowed up. She once again whispered in his ear to leave her but he didn't listen to her one. Well, she had said that her legs hurt and he had promised that he would carry her, so, yeah he is carrying her." To be honest, my legs don't hurt." She said near his ear and he chuckled." No, I can't let my woman hurt her leg, again." This was the 25th time that he used this sentence as his answer.
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