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DAMIEN’S POV The look on my mother’s face was worse than the one she gave me years ago when she paid me a surprise visit in my first home and saw me having a threesome on the bed. And I didn’t blame her. Any mother would be shocked when they see a side of their son they had never seen before. Mark ran into the bedroom right then. An apologetic look ran across his face the moment he saw my mother standing there. “I’m sorry, boss. I tried to stop her, but she wasn’t having it,” Mark said, breathing heavily. He didn’t need to say much. The red slap marks etched to his left cheek were more than enough proof of how hard she had fought her way past him. “I said, what on earth is going on here?!” My mother asked the question again but this time, in a scream. But everyone stayed quiet. Edward would have run his mouth by now to try and play the victim, but he couldn’t say a word because he knew if he spoke up, my mother would find out that he had tried to hire thugs to kill Ivy

“If you stare at that phone any harder, Ivy, it’s going to burst into flames.”I jumped at the sound of Greta’s voice as she walked into Ava’s nursery, quickly lowering my phone to my lap.“I wasn’t staring at my phone,” I denied.“Oh, you definitely were.” She said as she leaned down to pinch Ava’s cheeks, making her giggle. “So, are you going to tell me who the special man is?”“What man?”“Oh, Ivy.” She rolled her eyes. “I can tell when a woman is in love. And from the way you were checking your phone, it was obvious you were waiting for someone’s text.”“I wasn’t. I was just checking the time.”I was definitely waiting for someone's text. I hadn’t heard from Damien since he left my bed this morning, and he hadn't responded to any of my texts either.Before Greta could call me out on my lie, the screen lit up in my hands, buzzing loudly.My eyes darted to the display, but my shoulders slumped when Lawrence’s name popped up instead of Damien’s.I sucked in a breath and answered, lif

IVY’S POVBy the time we left the restaurant and started heading home, the headline was now trending on almost every news outlet on social media.The urge to tell this driver to drive faster itched my throat but his face wasn’t familiar to me and so I couldn’t.I suddenly wished Mark was here with us instead. He hadn't come because he had somewhere important to be with Damien.My phone buzzed on my lap and I looked down at it to find a text from Lawrence.“Have you heard from him?”“No, he isn’t answering my calls either”. I typed back in response.Lawrence tried calling Damien right after the news broke, but Damien wasn’t picking up. I also tried calling since then and even here in the car but he didn't answer any of them. The thought of whether he was okay almost drove me mad. Why the hell wasn’t he picking up?As if noticing my impatience, the driver increased his speed, and in less than an hour, we were back at the house.I unbuckled Ava from her infant seat the second the car st

IVY’S POVOur usual routine after sex was me sprawled on Damien’s chest while he ran his fingers down my back.But this time, it was the other way around.Damien was laying on my chest, his soft breaths falling on my breasts while he slept. He didn’t know when he dozed off, which was how I knew he was exhausted.Today must have been a very long day for him, even though I didn’t know what he was up to.I gently ran my hands through his black hair as I stared up at the ceiling.I’d never been one to cuddle after sex. I couldn’t tell if it was because of how stressful my job was at the diner but all I know is I would either drift off to sleep or start preparing for work immediately after.My phone rang through the silence, and I grimaced as he stirred slightly at the sound.Dammit!“You can go back to sleep. I’ll just…”“Take your call,” he ordered in that tone that always left no room for objections.He rolled off me and laid on his back beside me, his sleepy eyes raking over my naked b

IVY'S POVLast week, while I and Greta went for a stroll with Ava round the estate, a bug jumped on Greta’s hand.I screamed and Ava started crying but Greta looked at us like we were overreacting before using two fingers to crush the bug.Even when we watched a horror movie, she kept a straight face the whole time, like she was staring at a blank screen.My point was simple.Greta wasn’t one to get flustered easily. That’s why I found her current state very suspicious.“Are you okay?” I asked her with narrowed eyes as I stepped further into the room.“Yes”. She said, sounding out of breath. “I just wanted expecting company. I mean, I thought you’d slept and with the white shirt and all, I thought you were a ghost”.I raised my brow at her explanation. It wasn’t making any sense to me. I was about to state that when she asked.“Why are you up? I thought you’d slept?”“I came to check on Ava”. Ava stirred slightly in her crib and I lowered my voice so I don’t wake her. “What about you,