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Ivy’s POVWe were standing way too close for comfort. This was not ideal in any way. I’d lie and say I didn’t like it but my traitorous body would say otherwise.I shuddered at the sudden proximity, thankful there were no cameras. I wouldn’t be able to find a way to explain myself out of this particular position.One second there’s space between us, the next I’m dragged like a dog to the other side of the door, my back pressed against the cold metal of the stairwell door, and Tristan is everywhere. Hovering way too close. My body betrayed me instantly, heat flooding my skin, my lungs tightening as memories of that night rushed in uninvited.His eyes traced my lips, causing it to part without thought. The warmth surrounded us in sinful embrace. His mouth lingered just above mine. Not touching, but almost. Way too close to be excused.And God help me, I found myself wishing to close the distance. I wanted to lean forward, just slightly. Just enough to close the gap.Unfortunately for

Ivy’s POVWith a million thoughts floating in my head, I trailed back down, to my office, preparing to drown myself in a shitload of work. Anything to get my mind off him.Gabby noticed my sour mood immediately I walked back into our office floor. Her curious gaze met with my tired ones, I shot her a small smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes.“Where have you been?” She called out as she peered up at me from the edge of her desk monitor. “I searched everywhere for you, the boss came looking for…”Her mouth quickly turned into a small frown once she took in my expression. “Ivy,” she exclaimed, brows knitted.She rushed over to me. “What happened? Did the boss turn down your proposal? Why do you look so…off,” she questioned.I let out a small smile, forcing the tilt to my lips. “I’m fine, I’m just quite tired. I was at the stairwell taking a breather,” I muttered, avoiding the curious glance from the rest of the team. My mood was evident on my face. “I wasn’t feeling well.”“Oh..,” she

Tristan’s POVI had avoided visiting my grandparents for so long and all for good cause. I didn’t want to face the reality that was my pending engagement.It was already on hold because I still refused to have the ceremony.But now, I truly had no choice but to go to them. I’d been informed that my grandmother was not feeling so well. It wasn’t anything too terrible but I was still concerned all the same.Even though I knew this was simply a ploy to get me to the house, I couldn’t just ignore her. If she were truly sick, I’d not forgive myself.I arrived at the Vale Manor very early in the morning. I wanted to visit and leave just as quickly. They had a tendency to drag things out and I didn't want to have any part of it.The Manor loomed ahead as the car came to a park right at the sweep. The manor was a traditional old money style manor that had superb exterior that still fit the modern architecture standards.It still looked exquisite enough to be featured in a timeless piece mag

Ivy’s POV“Your resignation has been rejected.”My mouth parted as I heard the words. It landed but not quite how it should have.“Pardon?” I blurted. Hoping that what I’d just heard was a mistake.Deep down, I knew it wasn’t. I half expected it but I still didn’t want to believe it.“I’m sorry, but your resignation was rejected.” She repeated and now it landed with a little more force that took a breath out of my lungs. “How…How is that possible? I said I wish to resign and quit.” I said, my voice going up a register. “Isn’t this like a labor rights issue?”Abigail’s eyes widened slightly. “Miss Watson, please calm down.”Calm down? How could I when I’ve just been told I couldn’t quit my job. I had already decided to leave. A decision that didn’t come easy by the way.I couldn’t stay. I had to leave. I needed to leave. No option.“While this may sound frustrating,” she reasoned. “I’ve been implored to offer you a promotion. Maybe this could change your mind.”My ears drummed as the

Ivy’s POVTristan was a really strange man and the more of him I saw. The less of him I understood.I’d been working as his glorified secretary for a little over a week now and it’s been half about trying to avoid him as much as I could, and half about making sure that whenever crossed paths unnecessarily.At work, he didn’t make either of the two easy for me. He was extremely insufferable and I tried my damn hardest to keep from snapping.Tristan beeped me in for the randomest things. It was meant to rile me up, I knew that much but I couldn’t help but silently curse sometimes and I noticed that it only served to fuel him more.“Could you please help me get the marginal profit chart for the year 2019. Make sure to sort according to the margin per month.”“Could you help me sort the files on Chivalson 2024. I need their data to verify subsequent contracts.”I could barely count the amount of times he had tried to corner me. In his office, in the break room even when he didn't have any