"Well, it's a gorgeous house," I remarked. "But Why are we here?" "So you can dry off. Don't want you to catch a cold," he smiled. I looked around the giant Lakehouse. It wasn't as big as his actual house, but it wasn't small either. Just how much money does this man make? If I were a gold digger, I would take advantage of his crush on me, but his wealth made him arrogant, and I didn't like it one bit. He opened the hall closet and handed me a

"Ivan, you can't just bring me to your house and tell me I have to stay with you," I shook my head. "I am not asking you to live with me. I am simply saying that I should take care of you since it is my fault for making you work hard when you are sick," he said. In a normal circumstance, I'd think he was the perfect gentleman and an amazing boss. But since I know he is after my booty, this seems like he is trying to take advantage of me being sick and trying to be close to me with an excuse to take care of me.  

"Shut up! Both of you!" I cried out. "I'm not some type of object you can claim. What is the matter with you? I am leaving," I said and tried to storm away, but Ivan grabbed my wrist. "I apologize for showing up like this, but I can't stand by and watch you reconcile with a nobody like him," Ivan said and pointed at Mark. "He doesn't deserve you one bit!" "Who are you calling a nobody, you asshole?" Mark stepped forward. "You are a no-good che

I stood up abruptly. This is probably some type of joke. He is just trying to mess with me for denying his advances.  "WHAT! That's not funny. This is a serious matter!" I exclaimed.  "I'm not joking, Miss Young, or should I call you Mrs. Adams from now on?" Ivan smirked. "Look, I decided to keep the baby, but I don't want to marry you! I meant we could coparent to help the kid grow up, and that's about it," I cried.

Okay, I know what you are thinking. I keep saying I don't want him, yet, this is the third time I ended up in his bed. I'm a complete mess, I know. My feelings are all over the place.It was like my mind wanted to reject him for being an obnoxious jerk, but my body craved his touch. This is why I wanted to keep my distance from him, but that would be impossible considering we live together now. "Could we keep our roommate situation on the down-low at work? I don't want people to gossip about me and say I screwed my boss to get to the top," I said in the morning.