Chapter Seven: Ellen's Scent

Ellen was admitted to a private ward, still unconscious. She was being taken care of by Sarah who was wiping her feet and face. Ivan entered the ward, looking at the unconscious Ellen.

“How is she?”

“She is still unconscious.” Sarah replied.

He took a look at Ellen before leaving the ward. “Take care of her.”

Ivan went into the director’s office and kicked the door open with a loud bang before sitting as if he owned the place.

This act of his earned a surprise look from a young man inside the office. He put down the documents he was reading on the table and pushed his glasses up as he saw it was Ivan that entered his office.

“Who is she?” Liam continued, “The lady Sarah brought, your new plaything?”

Ivan stared at him coldly. 

In defense, Liam chuckled nervously and raised his hands up.

“Okay, okay, my bad.”

“She is different, take care of her.” 

Liam stared hard at him as if to find any flaws in his words but he couldn’t find any.

“You are really serious about her, hmm?”

Ivan ignored him and went out of his office without giving him any glance. Liam seems to be used to his coldness, he shrugged and continued reading his documents.

Ivan went to the private room where Ellen was admitted, caressed her unconscious face and turned to Sarah.

“Make sure she takes her medicine and call me when she wakes up.”

He left the ward and returned back to the office.

In the office, he sat down with his hands massaging his aching temple. He took a look at the document that needs his signature. Before he could sign the document, a sultry voice was heard,

“Boss.” Grace put the document on his office table and she bent down seductively, her cleavage peeking from her tight shirt.

“Grace.” Ivan’s eyes dimmed as his Adam apple bobbed up and down.

“Yes boss.” She took the initiative to sit on his lap as her hands rubbed his shoulder.

Ivan looked at the ass that was sitting on his lap, recalling what happened yesterday night at the mansion.

“Fuck.”

Only she could make him crumble hard under her touch. With this, she’ll become his wife and the mistress of BSC Company. Grace smiled at her thought.

She slowly traced her hand over his chest, unbuttoning his shirt while giving him a seductive look.

She traced downwards but before she could get to the bulging area, her hand was caught.

“Boss.” Grace smiled awkwardly.

Ivan slowly looked at her and smirked. “Grace, let today be the last time you come into my office dressed this way.”

“If you don’t want to be thrown into a pond of Pinhara, do what I told you.”

“Okay boss.” Grace still smiled sweetly as she thought Ivan liked the conservative type.

Ivan looked at her coldly and knew what she was thinking about.

“No, I don't need you anymore and you need to knock before entering my office.”

He looked at her coldly as he went into his rest room to wash her scent off.

He thought to himself.

“When did I start refusing women’s touch no, it must be Grace’s scent. She doesn’t have a natural smell  like Ellen. But I was not used to her scent before Ellen. I would have to visit the usual pub.”

 Flower House.

 A sexy woman in black gown came out swaying her hips, every move of hers was sultry. When she noticed the men's eyes on her, she turned towards them giving them a seductive smile. The men became excited as they looked at her hungrily. It seems she was used to the gaze as she swatted off in her heels.

“Mr. Vladimir.” Asher called out admiringly.

“Hmm.” Ivan’s cold voice sounded.

Asher looked at the man that clouded her mind since she met him, but the cold man didn't look at her way at all. It was like she never existed and never give her a second look. But he comes here anytime he is in heat but wont let her serve him. She stared at his cold expression, her eyes filled with longing.

“As usual.” The cold voice sounded again without sparing the girl any glance.

Asher bit her lips as tears gathered in her eyes. Yes, she has been in love with this cold man since five years ago when he came to her pub for the first time. At that time she was young and her fragile heart fell in love with his cold and handsome appearance. She dared not confess to him, as everyone knows his ruthless nature. Even though she did not have the heart to do as she was afraid of being rejected by him and won’t get to see him if she was sent away by him. So, she could only calm her throbbing heart.

“Be ready Rosa, Mr. Vladimir is here.” She clenched her fist as she looked at the young girl in front of her.

She knew his taste well. He liked them fresh and innocent with a little experience.

“Remember to serve him well and you will get paid handsomely.”

“Yes, Madam Asher.” Rosa replied as she went towards Ivan’s room.

Asher walked into Ivan’s room, informing him of the girl she brought along with her.

“Mr. Vladimir, she is here.”

She turned to look at Rosa signaling to her about what she had said before she came in. The girl in return nodded her head in obedience, understanding her. Seeing she understood her, she left the room.

As if on cue, Rosa pushed her chest out as she went immediately to fawn over him.

“Mr. Vladimir, let me pour you wine.”

Ivan glanced at her, a girl with big boobs and curvy ass. She looked ordinary, her type of beauty seems to give one comfort.

Seeing Ivan looking at her, she bent down, her nipple almost peeking out from her tight fitted top showing her two mounds.

“Come here.” Ivan called out.

Rosa walked towards him and sat on his lap as she clung her hands around his neck. She leaned on him, feeling his temperature and pressed her boobs on his chest.

Ivan pushed her on the bed as heat rushed downwards, his breathing rugged.

How could he feel that way for Ellen, it must be Grace's scent that made it that way earlier. He smirked at his thought. He flung her clothes on the floor, his actions aggressive and soon a series of moans and grunts came from the room.

Asher looked at the tightly shut door and heard the sounds coming from the room. She raised her head as the tears that had been threatening to fall came down in a rush.

“Why can’t it be me? Why?” She banged her hand on the wall beside her.

Inside the room, the atmosphere was filled with pleasure. A ring from Ivan’s phone broke the atmosphere.

He slowly removed himself from Grace, earning a moan from her.

Ivan slapped her ass in return as he slowly picked up his cell phone that had been thrown on the floor.

He picked up the call and Sarah’s voice was heard from the other side.

“Master, miss is awake.”

She continued again as she stammered. “M...miss is…missing.”

“Okay." Ivan’s cold voice sounded.

Rose saw him entering the bathroom, she called out seductively.

“Mr. Vladimir.”

“Put on your clothes, we are done.”