Ivy gulped as she fixed her eyes downward, taking a deep breath to gather her thoughts. She wasn't sure if he would agree or if she was asking for too much, but in truth, she wanted him to help her get back at her boyfriend and her family, while also helping her pursue her passion for fashion. That was her true talent, and she knew she could excel in that area of life. But knowing who Damian was, Ivy knew no one gives him orders or tells him what to do. Rather than risk putting herself in more trouble, she simply said, "Don't worry, nothing else. Two kids, right?" in a low voice. There was a pause before Damian nodded his head. Her expression this time was unreadable, which made him confused. Initially, he had been curious to hear what she had to say, but seeing her hesitation, he decided to prompt her. "What do you want to ask? Go on and speak your thoughts." For the next few minutes, Ivy didn't say anything. "Ivy! Ivy! You'd better shut your mouth for now..." she urged herself.
She must hide her scars.About half an hour later, Ivy stood in front of a big mirror, gazing at her reflection. She slowly touched the scars on her neck and shoulders, and her heart clenched in pain. The corners of her lips dropped into a deep frown as memories of how he had beaten her up flooded her mind.Why was she just realizing that she had spent her best days with someone who didn't care about her? Her eyes, once bright and full of life before she got with Leon, now looked dull and sunken.The former Ivy was a vibrant, confident woman, but now she was the opposite of what she used to be. She turned slightly to see her skin, which was once radiant and smooth, now appeared pale and tattered. The scars seemed to mock her, a constant reminder of her failed relationship and the domestic abuse she had endured.Tears began to well up in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away. He wasn't worth her tears anymore, besides, she was now in a better place.She looked around the room that
As Ivy stepped into the sitting room, she expected to see Damian Forbes. Instead, she was met with a surprise - it was Lucas waiting for her. It took Ivy a few moments to steady her trembling hands and wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead before descending the stairs.Ivy's heart raced as a wave of nervousness washed over her. She hadn't expected to see Lucas here, only Damian. She took a deep breath and approached him."Lucas!" she called out. "Where is Damian? Where are we going?"Lucas's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in her appearance. "Well, well, well," he said, his voice low and smooth. "Look who we have here - Miss Ivy." His gaze lingered on her visible scars and blisters, and he seemed to hesitate, trying not to make her uncomfortable.Ivy's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She knew she looked vulnerable, and she hated it. Lucas had seen the scars but didn't bother to ask."Lucas," she said, trying to sound calm. "Where are we going?""What happened to you, Miss Ivy
Ivy gulped and quickly did as she was told. She picked up her phone from the chair and scrolled through before finally blocking him.Damian nodded approvingly. "Good! He doesn't deserve you!" Ivy didn't feel the need to respond, but simply slammed the door and heaved a deep sigh of relief. She looked around, recognizing the familiar surroundings, though she couldn't quite place the specific location.She stood still, expecting Damian to also exit the car, but he remained inside.Lucas approached her. "Miss Ivy, please show us to your room so we can gather your belongings."The realisation dawned on her. She looked up at the building and recognized it as the hotel where she had been staying before visiting Damian Forbes.……..At the Forbes family Residence. In the grand sitting room of the Forbes family residence, a group of half a dozen men sat waiting for Damian's arrival. The luxurious mansion, adorned with lavish furnishings, exuded an air of sophistication and opulence.It was a
Back at Santoro hotel, when Ivy got to her room, Damian's men packed up all of her belongings and headed back to the car. Well, she didn't have much property, so it was easy to move just the few bags and shoes she had while she stood by the side of the car watching them pack it all up.Meanwhile, Damian, on the other hand, sat comfortably inside his car, his eyes fixed on Ivy through the tinted glasses. He could see, but that was the complete opposite for her.His eyes undressed her without her consent. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her stand innocently by the side of the car.As Damian gazed at Ivy through the tinted glasses, his eyes roamed over her body, taking in every detail. He noticed the way her hair fell in loose waves down her back, the way her eyes sparkled in the fading light, and the way her curves accentuated her slender figure. But as his gaze lingered, he saw something that made his heart skip a beat - the scars and blisters on her skin.His eyes widened in
At Damian Forbes Residence.Ivy sat alone at the grand dining table, the silence deafening as she gazed down at her lunch. She took each bite slowly, her eyes fixed on the plate as if searching for something more than just sustenance. The food, once a delight, now seemed flavourless and unappetizing. The clink of her fork against the plate was the only sound breaking the stillness.The two maids standing inches away watched her in silence, daring not to speak. They knew better than to disrespect her, as their boss had never brought any other women to the house and treated Ivy with such shelter and respect.Ivy's eyes seemed dull and tired as she ate, her mind racing with thoughts about what Damian had told her that morning before leaving."The doctor will be coming to check your scars and blisters!" he had said in a calm voice, but Ivy knew he was deeply concerned about the condition of her skin and what might have caused it. Even if she knew his assumptions were correct, she didn't w
Ivy stood with her hands on her hips in front of the sitting room around 7 pm. It had been a full four days since she had last laid eyes on Damian. Whenever she asked, Lucas would tell her that Damian was busy with work. In truth, she knew he was always very busy, as he was a self-made billionaire.Still, she yearned to see him at least once a day. Since she had signed the contract with him, a lot had changed in her life, even if it wasn't the kind of change she had wanted. He had given her a separate room to stay in and seemed indifferent to touching her, which made her sceptical about how they were going to conceive a child.She walked a little and let her gaze fall on her reflection. A lot had changed in just a few days since she had moved in with Mr. Forbes. Her skin was beginning to glow differently. He had sent skin care routines to the house for her, and the scars on her body were gradually fading. In truth, she felt like she was in heaven compared to her former life.The ringi
At sky investments. It was exactly 9:32 am when Ivy arrived at Sky Investments. A few minutes ago, Lucas had dropped her in front of the company, and she made her way inside. As she stepped into the sleek, modern lobby of Sky Investments, all eyes turned to admire her stunning appearance. She exuded confidence and poise, her Dolce and Gabbana limited edition gown hugging her curves in all the right places. The luxurious fabric shimmered in the soft lighting, accentuating her toned physique.Ivy's matching Fendi shoes were the perfect complement to her gown, their sleek stilettos and delicate ankle straps adding a touch of sophistication to her overall look. Her feet seemed to barely touch the ground as she glided across the polished marble floor, her shoes making a soft clicking sound with each step.She headed for the fashion department, as this would be the first time she was entering such a luxurious fashion place in her entire life. She couldn't help but admit that Damian was rea