2 - It’s Not Going to Lick ItselfAidenThere are times in my life that I wished I wasn’t me, Aiden Stone. Like opening the door and seeing Ivy, my little petal, after such a long time. My first thought on seeing her was, ‘It must be a dream.’ A very weird dream. Where her clothes were soaked, chocolate hair dripping with water, her bright blue eyes red and puffy, mascara running down her cheeks. My second thought was that she had been crying, and I wanted to do terrible things to the person who had made her cry. I had bought her favorite doughnuts when she got her first periods, heard her talk about her awkward first kiss under the bleachers because she was too scared to talk about it with Hayden and get embarrassed by her friends. I had picked her up from her prom after party, gave her my hoodie and bought her ice cream at three in the morning. I had hugged her goodbye when I left with her brother for his deployment and my work, hoping she would take care of herself. I cared abou

4 - I am Always Here If You Get ScaredIvyI had practically sprinted out of his office, almost making fun of myself, when I tripped on my shoes. Thankfully, I didn’t fall flat on my face. Knowing he would be busy with his work, I reached home and tried to ignore the burning sensation between my legs and make us some dinner. For two weeks, we had fallen into a routine. He would wake up early to go to the gym and make us breakfast. By the time I got ready and had my breakfast, he would be back home, showered and ready in his crisp shirt and silk pants, making a small lunch for both of us. I would cook the dinner and we both would have it together, sometimes calling Hayden and Zara. It almost felt like how it was before. My stomach tightened with nerves when I heard the front door open. Even before he stepped into the kitchen, I knew it was Aiden, the intense air thickening with sexual tension when he greeted me. “You’re early,” I said. He tilted his head. “I didn’t have any more ap

6 - Why Are You Lying to Me?Ivy“No, tell me, did he do that thing with his tongue?” I giggled, seeing her scrunched face, and shook my head. Her English accent was stronger as she lived in Azmia, in the Golden Palace, and it made me happy seeing her glowing, warm face. “Why are you laughing? I’m serious, I want to know.”“No, Zara, he didn’t… he didn’t do anything with his tongue.”She said nothing for a moment, straightening her phone, the background of one of the gardens in the palace as she walked slowly, guards following her as she finally said, “What an asshole.”I chuckled, playing with the hem of my dress. “I still can’t believe you are a Princess.”Her smile softened, her short dark hair framing her elfin face with sharp cheekbones and hazel eyes that glinted in the sunlight. “I apologize for not telling you sooner about… everything, Ivy.”I knew. She had apologized and accepted my brother’s proposal, the same man whom she was pining over for years until she stumbled into

8 - I Don’t Tolerate LiesAidenI caressed the soft skin of her arms, her bare thighs straddling my lap. Mussed waves of her dark hair. I could feel her body trembling over me, the way her hand curled over my shirt, her face hidden in my chest. If I couldn’t believe that Ivy, my little Petal, gave me one of the best blowjobs I have ever had moments ago, then it must be hard for her to believe it too. Or she didn’t expect me to spank her. Or fuck her mouth like that. Or order her to crawl for me…My large hands glided over her back, under her dress, and squeezed the burning skin of her ass. Ivy whimpered, brushing herself on top of me. Fuck. I controlled myself to take it slow, but I didn’t expect her to have such dirty and hot fantasies regarding me. I thought I was her silly crush, but not anymore. I pulled her closer to me, leaving no space between our bodies, and tipped her jaw to look at me. Her soft breasts pressed against my muscular chest. Her blue eyes were shimmering wit

10 - Can I Join You?Aiden“Guess what I found on my way back here, Petal.” I had a small smile on my lips as I closed the main door behind me and looked at the box of macaroons that were Ivy’s favorite. After my call, I knew she was uneasy. I had to make sure she knew we were on the same page about what we had done. I still smelt like sex and her and fuck, it was the best feeling ever. I wanted to fuck her again. “Aiden.” My smile slipped off hearing that voice. I stayed frozen in the hallway as I looked at her golden hair in perfectly coiled waves, her face sharp and eyes cold as she titled her head at me and the box in my hands. “What the fuck are you doing here?” My voice was harsh enough to make anyone flinch, but it didn’t work on Addison. It never did. She would need a heart and emotions to know that I left her because I was angry at her, disappointed and miserable in our so-called relationship. “Addison said she wanted to talk to you.” My eyes flickered to Ivy. Her wide b