All Chapters of Ivy: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The police interrogated us for weeks; luckily, the security footage gave us our alibi. It still hurts to watch Eric die. Today is his funeral. Dimitri and Reign have consistently checked on me, tending to my every need and heartache. I'd wake up crying, and one of them would hold me in their arms to comfort me until I fell back asleep. Eve, Tanya, Zeus, and Deacon died that night, but Eric, Eric, is who mattered to me. I could still hear him coming up the stairs to greet me. I hurt so badly in my heart. Watching Eric being lowered into the ground caused me to fall into a drunken tailspin. I did love him. He has always protected me ever since I lost my parents. Now I lost him. The one man I loved more than I thought I could. He was gone now. "I'm sorry, Ivy," Dimitri apologized. "Why are you sorry? You never cared for him," I snorted. "You're drunk, so we're going to chalk that up to you grieving," Reign replied. "Oh, please!" I raised my voice. "Ivy, stop," Dimitri wa

"Did the roses give it away?" Reign smiled. "Uh, sure," I sighed while taking the bouquet. "Come in." I turned to see Cameron standing in confusion, and Reign followed suit while closing the door behind him. "Sorry, this is Cameron," I introduced myself. "I know who he is," Reign reminded him. Remember, I met him a few times when his mother would stay with Zeus?" "I didn't know that part. I wasn't there," I inadvertently sneered before setting the roses on the countertop. This is a conundrum; he was one of the men I didn't need to have show up right now. "How've you been?" Reign greeted. "Good, you know, football took off, and I don't have to worry about anything for the rest of my life, thanks to Zeus," Cameron said while shaking Reign's hand. "What brings you out here with your illustrious football career taking off?" Reign snarked. "I came to see Ivy," Cameron replied. "I wanted to know what happened that night my mom died." Reign briefly subdued his smugness

It was all that I remembered: the cocaine, the alcohol flowing from left and right. Before I knew it, we were at the hotel in the best suite money could buy. "Come now, give the bride a kiss," Callista enticed, grabbing my face and kissing me. The familiar scent of her perfume, her delicate lips, her tender touch- I missed this. My body caved into her without hesitation, inviting her in. "You still taste the same," Callista purred against my lips. She gently eased me onto the smooth wooden coffee table. I saw Reign, Dimitri, and Roy looking down at the both of us. Callista propped herself up, took out a small container, and emptied a small pile across my chest. My cheeks flushed red; I'm not necessarily used to an audience. "Shhh," Callista hushed, brushing my cheek in comfort. She inhaled the line from my chest and seductively licked it clean before kissing me once more. The bitter taste on my tongue soon numbed both my mouth and throat. Callista removed my top, gently u

I rushed Reign from my home moments later. After that, Arie came back to drop off my son. "Sorry, I didn't know you'd have company," Ariel apologized. "It's alright; I didn't think I'd have company myself," I admitted. "Seems like you two know one another," she commented. "What makes you say that?" While drinking some champagne, I asked, "Aodhan, why don't you shower? It's getting late." "But mom!" Aodhan protested. "No, baby," I groaned. I rubbed my temples. "Everything alright?" Ariel asked. "I feel like my head is squeezing in on itself; I forgot what it was like having a cocaine hangover," I replied. "Oh, you had that kind of fun," she giggled. "Sorry," I sighed. I never thought I'd ever do that again, especially after my son, but I had the best time." "I can tell you've been smiling despite being hungover," she smiled. "If I'm being honest, I was wrapped up in work and Aodhan and forgot about me and the woman I am. I'm not just a power career-driven woma

"We have two weddings this month and a divorce party in between," Veronica stated."Divorce party? How rich do you need to be to throw a divorce party?" I complained. "The type that pays two hundred fifty thousand dollars," Veronica implied. I waved my hands in surrender, "You just had a baby two months ago, and you're running around like it never happened." Veronica glared, "While I'm here, I'm not Mom. I'm Veronica; believe it or not, that holds some meaning to me." "Jeez, calm down," I hushed. I'm just saying you're a badass. Not everyone will insult you for being a working mom; I am myself." "I know; it just can't be more obvious how most people feel, including my mother." "What did she have to say?" "You know, the usual, why don't you be with a man who can care for you and my grandbaby? Why must you work? Why must you make my heart hurt and ache?" "At least you have a mother who cares." "Sometimes I just wish I could go spontaneously deaf when she speaks." I cont