LOGINSome nights are meant to break you. Others change your life forever. Running from hunger, cruelty, and a past that refused to let her breathe, Ivy thought her life would end on a rain-soaked night. Trapped, terrified, and out of strength, she had nowhere left to go... until he found her. Powerful, emotionally guarded and dangerously composed, he pulled her from the storm and into a world she never belonged to. One night of rescue turns into obsession, protection, and a connection that moves too fast to escape. Who is the man who saved her? And what happens when the night that rescued her becomes the beginning of everything she was never prepared for? One night. One stranger. No turning back.
View MoreJulian's POV…I stared at Ivy in pure shock. “You were peeping, weren't you?" I asked her. “No sir. I'm sorry sir. I was um… looking for your room so I can clean it" she said.“Stop standing there like a peeping tom and get inside" I ordered.She entered the room and fixed her gaze on the floor with her head bent.“What were you saying?" I asked.“I only wanted to drop your briefcase and clean your room”"Just go and do it some other time” I dismissed with the wave of my hand."Yes sir”"But make sure that subsequently, you do your job before I come back. I pay you for that. Am I understood?” She nodded. "You can go”She moved towards the bed and dropped my briefcase before scampering away.I quickly got dressed and headed downstairs for dinner.I approached the dining table and Tracy was already seated there."Hey baby" I embraced her.I moved to my chair and sat down. Caroline had already set the food. "Where's Ivy?” I asked Caroline."I don't know sir” she shook her head.“Go g
Ivy's POV…“You'll be in charge of taking care of the house. You'll dust, sweep, mop…”"I know what taking care of the house means” I cut her off.I accepted Julian's offer to be his housekeeper. Caroline, the mean old lady, was taking me round the house. She was the cook.She glared at me when I cut her off."As I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted by some street rat, you take care of everywhere. Let there be not a single stain in sight”I swallowed the insult. I didn't want to cause any trouble. Today was still my first day.“You'll meet the rest of the domestic staff by next week. Mr Julian laid off some workers and he's hired new ones" She stopped walking and looked dangerously at me. “Guess who advised him to lay them off…I did. I'm the oldest staff in this house and I've served Mr Trahan since he was a young teenager”I won't be intimidated at all. I knew what she was implying and I wouldn't give her that satisfaction. "So why are you telling me all this?”She eyed me.
Ivy's POV…“Here, have some water” The kind man said, handing me a glass of water.I stretched out my hand and collected the water. “Thank you” He smiled at me. He must have noticed how nervous I was. The glass of water was shaking while I held it.“What's your name again?” He was quick to forget my name as I had told him earlier while he was driving me to his house.“My name's Ivy” I didn't know his name yet.“I'm Julian” He smiled at me again and I nervously smiled back. His smile was contagious and it really enunciated his handsomeness.“I'll get you something to eat” He said and moved towards a door by the far end of the living room.I touched the sofa, observing how soft and smooth it was. Taking a nap here would probably relieve me of my troubles, temporarily.He came back shortly after with a tray and dropped it at the dining and asked me over.“Thank you so much for tonight” “Honestly, I don't know what would have happened to me if you had not alerted the police and I don't
Ivy's POV…My legs burned as I ran, but I pushed harder. I wouldn't stop running. I turned back to look at the house that broke me, but I was long past it. It wasn't in sight. The rain had just begun to pour down angrily. It poured so heavily I began to wonder if it was angry at me for running away from a place I once called home when I should have defended it from the intruders. But no, I said in my mind. Not today.I kept on running, you could mistake me for a thief or criminal. The number of cars on the road began to reduce as some of their owners might have decided to wait for the heavy downpour to reduce.At some point, I was beginning to get tired. I was wearing out. The last meal I had, which was yesterday morning, couldn't sustain me to keep running.My wicked step mother made sure I ate nothing. My father had married her after my mom died and she's been hell bent on ruining me.I stopped running at that point and started walking, shivering from the rain that had poured on me
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