All Chapters of I’m Yours, Mr. Blackwood: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

IVY’S POVMy cutlery clattered onto the plate and my lips parted in shock.“What?” I whispered, glancing around nervously. None of the waiters were in sight as they had left the room to give us privacy but I was still nervous. “Right here?”“You heard me, baby,” Damien purred, leaning forward slightly, his voice dropping to a low, husky register. “Take them off and give them to me.”I felt my body sizzle as heat bloomed between my thighs. I didn’t know a simple request in a place like this could turn me on so much.Checking one last time to make sure no one was nearby, I slowly shifted in my seat. I reached under the long silk skirt of my dress, wiggled my panties down my legs and slipped them off my feet under the tablecloth.I reached across the table and pressed them into his waiting hand.Damien took them, his dark eyes holding mine captive. Without a second of hesitation, he brought the lace to his nose, taking a slow, deep breath and inhaling my scent right there at the table.M

DAMIEN’S POVJesus Christ.I had wanted to take my time and draw this out all night, but she was giving me no choice.“Lie down on the sofa and spread your legs for me,” I ordered softly.Without a single second of hesitation, she walked over to the large leather sofa and lay down on her back. She watched me with hooded, hungry eyes as I unbuttoned my suit jacket and tossed it to the floor. Next came my tie, followed by my button-down shirt.Once I unbuckled my belt and kicked off my shoes, my gaze dropped down to the center of her legs.Her pretty, pink slit was glistening, completely drenched for me.Seeing her like that wiped away any immediate urge to just thrust inside her. I couldn't just rush it, not when I was starving for her taste.I dropped to my knees right in front of the sofa. I pressed a soft kiss to her knee, then another to her inner thigh, slowly trailing my lips upward while she squirmed under my touch. When I reached the soft skin of her upper thigh, I bit down ge

DAMIEN’S POVI turned to Ivy and cupped her face in my hands, wiping her tears with my thumbs, and pressed a kiss to her forehead.“Everything is going to be fine,” I whispered to her. “Stay right here with Mark. I’ll be right back out.”I turned and followed Dr. Swiss down the hall into his office. The second the door clicked shut behind us, the strong facade I had been putting up for Ivy crumbled. My hands began to shake, and I collapsed into the chair across from his desk.“Talk to me, Swiss,” My voice was hoarse as I pleaded. “Is my baby girl alive?”Dr. Swiss let out a slow sigh, setting his clipboard on the desk. “We’ve managed to stabilize her heart rate for now, Damien. But I won’t lie to you, Ava is in critical condition.”“What the fuck does that mean?”“Your daughter was poisoned,” he stated plainly.The words hung in the room, completely stripping the air from my lungs.“What did you just say?” I whispered, my vision blurring around the edges as rage began to simmer in my

IVY’S POVThe slap didn’t sting as much as I expected because the fact that they had already believed Greta hurt far more.“Mother, stop!” Damien hissed, stepping in between us. Carolina recoiled, her lips curling into a bitter snarl. “I can’t believe you! You’re still defending this cheap girl after she tried to kill your child?! Didn’t you hear everything the chef just said?! This devil tried to poison your daughter!”“Mother, please calm down,” Lawrence tried to intervene but Carolina held her hand up, cutting him off instantly.“Shut up!” Carolina yelled at him. She turned back to Damien, her eyes flashing with anger. “I don’t know the charm this girl used on both of you, but it ends today! Do you know she also tried to poison her ex-boyfriend’s mother in the past? I can’t believe you, Ivy. So want Ava gone so you can have Damien all to yourself?”“Hold on, wait!” Mr. Blackwood’s eyes widened as he stared at Damien in disbelief. “Are you dating Ava’s nanny? Out of all the women i

DAMIEN’S POVThe question settled heavily between us.I stared ahead, my jaw tightening as a dozen conflicting thoughts crowded my mind.“Because I’ll be honest with you,” Lawrence continued when I didn’t answer. “I don’t believe for a second that Ivy did that. She’s shown Ava nothing but love since the day she walked into this house. If you saw the two of them together, you wouldn’t even know Ivy isn’t the one who gave birth to her. She loves that little girl with—”“Please.”The word came out strained. I stood abruptly, needing the distance more than I needed the conversation.“Can we end this conversation?”Lawrence studied me for a moment before nodding.“Fine. We don’t have to talk about it. How is the investigation going?”“It’s going well,” I lied, my expression hardening. “Just help me watch Ava. I’m going home to see what’s happening there and grab some fresh clothes.”“Take all the time you need, bro. I’ve got her.”I gave him a brief nod before leaving the room. I barked or