LOGIN“You like it when you’re being watched, don’t you?” Alex grunted, making Ivy have goosebumps. “Should we give them a show?” Alex breathed against her neck, causing her nipples to ache and harden against her bra. She made a mental note of the guards scattered around the property, who were trying hard not to look. Ivy gulped as she felt Alex’s mouth on her neck, one of her weak spots. He sucked on it as she hissed, placing her hands on his shoulders for support. Alex knew what he was doing to her; he could feel himself getting hard and could sense her arousal. He stopped, raised himself out of the pool, and stretched his hands for her to grab, which she did. He pulled her out of the pool with one hand. Without a pause, he carried her over his shoulder, her bare bottom exposed to the air. “Alex, let me go!” Ivy struggled against his body, receiving a spank from Alex that quieted her down. --------- Ivy Queen meets Alexander Donatello, CEO/ mafia lord of the American syndicate at a party. She is intrigued by his presence as he is drawn to her. Alex schemes up ways to get Ivy to marry him as she is in debt after the loss of her family in a ghastly car accident. Alex's childhood friend and business associate, Ryan Smith was smitten by Ivy when he first set his eyes on her. He followed her everywhere, obsessed with the way she moved, talked, but had no guts to ask her out. Ivy's best friend, Tim Rumble, was also in love with her but he was satisfied with being her friend as long he got to be with her.
View MoreChapter 23“Gosh, I'm in love with your life right now,” Bella said as they both soaked themselves in the warm bath in Ivy's bathroom. They had decided to give themselves a little spa treatment.“I wouldn't say that,” Ivy replied, a hint of sadness in her voice.“I think I'll be visiting you very often now. What about your apartment, the one you share with Tim?”“What about it?”“I don't know. What are you going to do with it?”“It will be reassigned to someone else next semester. I guess I just worry about Tim.”“Tim? You haven't told him?”Ivy nodded, her expression serious.“Oh Lord, dang girl!”“Promise me you won't say a thing. I want to tell him myself. He's been avoiding me these days.”“Sure, your secret is safe with me.”“I won't call it a secret, Bella.”Bella was fixing her makeup and hair when Eliza knocked.“Ivy, are you in there?”
Chapter 22Ivy laid her head on the soft pillows of the bed, but she couldn't sleep. She turned from side to side, feeling restless. After a few minutes, she felt the need to drink water. Deciding to quench it, she slipped out of bed and padded quietly to the kitchen. The house was eerily silent; it seemed everyone had already gone to bed. As she opened the fridge, her eyes landed on a half-full bottle of red wine. Instead of pouring a glass of water, she grabbed the bottle and took a huge swig. The rich, velvety liquid flowed down her throat, bringing a momentary sense of warmth.Suddenly, a voice from behind her made her jump. “Couldn't sleep?” It was Alex, standing shirtless in the doorway. “Alex!” she exclaimed, quickly dropping the bottle and slamming the fridge door shut, as if she had been caught stealing candy. “I couldn't sleep either,” he replied, moving closer. He opened the fridge, pulled out the wine, and took a swig himself. Ivy couldn't help but admire the view—his
Chapter 21Ivy used her time to take in the breathtaking view from Alex's office. The expansive windows offered a view of the entire city, sparkling and alive beneath the late afternoon sun. It was beautiful, utterly mesmerizing.“You like the view?” Alex asked, his voice startling her. She hadn’t noticed him come in, so engrossed was she in the scene before her.Ivy smiled as she turned back to him. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” “Not as beautiful as the person standing in front of me,” he replied, his gaze piercing. Ivy felt a warmth creeping to her cheeks, a blush that she hoped he wouldn’t notice.“You ready to go?” he asked, breaking her reverie. Ivy nodded, her heart racing slightly. “I need to grab a few things at my apartment first, if you don’t mind,” she said, trying to sound casual.“Like what?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow.“Clothes, you know, basic stuff,” she replied, a little defensive.“You don’t need them. Everything you need is already at home,” he said, the word '
Chapter 20Ivy didn’t know what to feel about Alex’s interference. He had no right to meddle in her studies like that. Now, everyone was going to think she needed to be treated differently. He was going to get a piece of her mind—that was for sure.A sleek black Lexus pulled up right in front of her, and a man emerged from the passenger side. “Miss Ivy?” he called.“Uh, yes?” she replied, a bit taken aback.“I am Jerry, your personal bodyguard, and that is Tom, your personal driver.” He pointed to the man in the driver’s seat, though Ivy couldn’t see him through the tinted windows.Ivy giggled. “Like Tom and Jerry,” she said, hoping for a chuckle, but Jerry didn’t budge. Maybe he didn’t get the joke.“And you think I’m just going to get into a car with total strangers?” Ivy said, taking a step back. She could hear Jerry, now a distance away, trying to call someone—maybe Alex. After what had happened a few days ago, she wasn’t trusting anyone right now.She walked a bit further to rea
Chapter 16TRIGGER WARNINGCindy had spent a few days at her aunt's place, and she wasn't a fool to know what her aunt did for a living. Men, one after another, would come looking for Aunt Madeline. Madeline fed her, but Cindy knew she couldn't stay there for too long. She
Chapter 13 Cindy stared into oblivion as two men wrapped her stepfather up in transparent plastic. She sat on the floor by the dumpster at the back of KlubRush. She watched them carry her father and scrub the floor clean. Anyone who passed here wouldn’t even know a man wa
Chapter 11“What restaurant do you work at? I should come over once in a while. Do they sell good food?” Tim asked.“No, they don't. You would distract me; I don't need you there.”“Okay, whatever you say, your highness. Please tell me I'm not the only one getting weird
Chapter 10 “Welcome, Natasha. I've been waiting,” Ryan said. “What happened to your pink hair?” Ryan, who was also wearing a mask, asked. “It's a wig. I'm feeling brunette is better tonight,” Ivy replied. “I'll spend an hour with you. I want to dance on stage tonight.” “Why? I paid exclusi






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