Just Ivy

Chapter 3

That early morning Cynthia woke up happy. She had the best night of her life after being handled well by Alex. She smiled as she sniffed his bedsheets again.

Her smile dropped when, “ you're still here? Get up, leave.” Alex said harshly

“I, I-I thought”

“You thought what, just because we fucked a couple of times doesn't mean I want you around me, Cynthia leave”

Cynthia leaves the room with hot tears dropping from her eyes. She wondered why he treated her that way when the sex was that good. There was a connection, couldn't he see it? She was determined to help him see it.

Back at the New York School of Art, the orientation just ended. “Hey, excuse me.” Cynthia called out, students had begun to disperse. Tim and Ivy turned around.

“Hi, I didn't get your name”

“I didn't give it” Tim said rudely

“It's Tim,Tim Rumble I am Ivy.” Ivy replied after feeling guilty for Tim's actions.

“Tim Rumble, you mean Rumble as in the Rumble” Cynthia furrowed her brows as I nod.

“Come on let's go” Tim said

“Wait no” we stopped on our tracks.

“I have a small gathering like a party tonight at my penthouse. You both should come. I'll get your contact information so I could send you the address. It's not everyday one gets to see someone stand up to me. Truthfully, I don't even want to be here” Ivy chuckled as she gave Cynthia her contact.

“She seems nice”

“ Yeah right, come on I'm starving.”

After dinner, Ivy and Tim stayed up to watch a movie. “ We should go Tim”

“Naahhh”

“I didn't go to prom or any of the high school parties. I have missed out a lot on many things. You were never around.”

Tim looked at Ivy, they stared into each other's eyes for a while “ okay let's go”

“Yayyyyy” Ivy made her way to the door.

“Where are you going?” Tim questioned.

Ivy stunned “to the party, where else”

“Hell no, dressed like that” Tim looked at Ivy slowly from her head to toes.

“You need to change”

“What is wrong with what I am wearing”

“Everything, you were invited by a model to a party. A party where all her model friends and celebrities will be. You are not going like that with me in baggy jeans and an oversized hoodie, go change.”

Ivy stumped into her room. She changed into a white turtle neck body con gown with long sleeves, she packed her hair into a messy bun. It fit her perfectly.

She looked at herself in the mirror , she grew scared. It's not that she didn't have any fashion sense but Ivy knew, she had always been heavily curvy like a Barbie doll. Thin waist, robust buttom, heavy breast, she was too curvy so, she hid it from the world.

Ivy said out loud to herself, “This is it, this is why I came here. To start afresh, to be confident in me, in my body, I can do this." Unknowing to Ivy, Tim had stepped in, She turned shocked to see him.

“Tim?” He gaped at her perfect body.

“So this is what you have been hiding in all those clothes” Tim of course knew Ivy was endowed. She sent him pictures whenever she could. He had seen traces through her baggy clothes but he wasn't expecting this much of an endowment.

They both got to the penthouse and he could swear everyone kept looking at Ivy's ass which he didn't like at all. He stayed glued to her all night until Cynthia spotted them.

“Hey guys you made it here” not giving Ivy a look “Tim come I have to introduce you to someone” Cynthia locks arm with Tim while dragging him. Tim gave a look to Ivy “ will you be okay”

Ivy nodded “it's fine”

A waiter offered Ivy champagne which she slipped slowly. She knew no one here, everything felt sophisticated. Ivy felt a gaze on her, she looked up and around but found no one staring at her. She recognised some actresses and actors in here, she didn't have the courage to talk to anyone.

Alex got tired of people trying to mingle with him. He had no idea why he came to the party other than he needed to cool his head. The Mexicans were really getting on his nerves and he really wanted to avoid starting a war but if that's what they want, they'll get it.

He noticed Cynthia had a new guy,

She introduced him to almost everyone in the party thinking it would make Alex jealous, it made him happy at least he got her off his back for a while.

He glanced through the crowd in the party, Alex knew everyone in here, rather everyone knew him. There was this particular blonde haired girl in white, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off her. Unlike everyone who was either flashing their boobs or legs, she was all covered up yet so alluring. She looked innocent and ripe for taking, it made him erect. He could envision her under him.

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Ivy could not stand the intense gaze that was on her, she made her way down the hall as she did not know where the restroom was.

She got distracted by the paintings hanging on the walls. She heard noises coming from a room. It sounded like someone was in pain at first, as she got closer, she realized the noise was moans.

She moved close to see the door slightly ajar, she saw a woman she did not know and a man in a black suit but his trousers were at his feet. She gasped and strolled farther down the hall. They were having sex, ‘they did not even bother to close the door' thought Ivy. She took some turns to find an exact painting of the Mona Lisa by Da Vinci which she stared at scrunching her nose.

“It was a gift” startled, Ivy turned to look at the man who owned the voice. She had to bend her neck upward as he was quite taller than her.

“It's fake” Ivy replied,

“Hm, I know that was why I gifted Cynthia. She knows nothing about paintings, though she graduated from a school of art.”

“She did? you live here?”

Alex grinned, “No, what's your name sweet” the way Alex looked at Ivy made her conscious of herself, he didn't for once look elsewhere on her body. Alex stared at Ivy in the eyes, like he was looking for something.

“Ivy” Alex waited for her to continue

“Ivy” Ivy liked the way her name rolled out of his tongue. It made the name sound heavenly

“Yes, just Ivy”

“Okay ‘just’ Ivy, how did you know it's a fake”

“ The Mona Lisa had been painted years ago, this looks new, the artist's detailing is crazy, every stroke is” she paused. “perfect” 'hm, smart’ thought Alex “just like you” Alex said under his breath which Ivy didn't catch.

“I'll see you later 'just’ Ivy” Alex left.

He turned his back to her as he left, his back looked exactly like the back of the guy she saw through the door earlier before. Alex had caught a glimpse of Ivy through the door, he abruptly stopped without finishing off. He was horny, but it wasn't for the girl that had thrown himself at him.

It was for the blonde in white, He wore his trousers “leave” the brunette he was fucking looked at him devastated “what?”

“Are you deaf or what?”

He left the room to follow Ivy. As he watched her for a while he wanted to pounce on her to give her the best night of her life but something in him wanted to protect her at the same time. He wanted to cage her and keep her only for himself.