After successfully convincing the people of Elixiron's innocence, Ivory went back to the company and handled a few matters. She released the apology and statement and had a meeting with the new set of shareholders Camilla had employed, after which she tried to reach across to the assistant, much to her dismay, her call was forwarded.This caused her to worry, ever so slightly. But as much as she wanted to, she knew with the way things were at hand, she needed to focus on Elixiron.Thus, after putting Carlos up with the task of getting across to her, she went back to work, engrossing herself in tasks until the end of the day.By the time she had decided to clock out, Ivory was more exhausted than usual.She sat in her car with a sigh.Today had turned out to be more stressful than other work days, and although she knew this was just the start of a series of more problems that were potentially to come, she couldn't help the relief that washed over her upon recalling how she had handled
“Can I come in?”Ivory, to say the least, was surprised to see Lucien. Last she heard, he had gone on a business trip, so…“Y-yeah…” Snapping out of her thoughts, she stepped aside, giving way for Lucien to step in, before closing the door behind her.“So, what brings you here?”Lucien turned around and faced her, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He studied her for a few seconds, and the silence that hung between them was enough to make Ivory feel awkward and uncomfortable.But none the less, she forced a smile, a rather fake one, but one nonetheless.“Um, is there something wrong, Lucien? You’ve been staring at me for a while now.”“Nothing.” He replied and approached her.Ivory stood frozen on the spot, watching him as he got closer.“I just wanted to… apologize to you. I saw everything that happened on the news today. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you.”“Ah,” She muttered, finding it hard to hide the tinge of relief in her voice as she shook her head. “No, it’s fine. I’m capabl
“Alright.”The simple word was all it took to make Lucien’s heart skip a beat. And as much as he wanted to rush in and capture her lips in a kiss, he controlled himself.She was willing to let him, and he didn’t want to ruin the moment.Carefully, his lips descended on hers, and as soon as he had captured her lips, her body tensed.He felt her hesitation, and knew she wasn’t ready for more, but the control he had was slipping.“Ivory,” He whispered, breaking the kiss. His voice sounded rough and husky.He didn’t say anything else, but the emotion in his eyes was clear as day and it sent shivers down Ivory’s spine.Before she could react, he kissed her again, and this time, the gentleness from before was gone, replaced by hunger and eagerness.The previous kiss, Ivory would’ve considered a brotherly one; testing the waters, she would say.But, not this one.Her lips parted as he pressed harder, and when the tip of his tongue brushed against hers, her breath hitched.However, Lucien was
“What are you doing here?” Ivory asked, not even bothering to hide the hostility and annoyance in her voice.She watched as her father, took the seat in front of her and the frown on her face only deepened.Why was he here?Wasn’t she meant to be meeting with Father Declan?Did her…rat her out?Ivory felt her heart clench a bit at the possibility. Although she didn’t know father Declan and didn’t fully trust him, she had at least thought that since they had several common grounds, one of them being the love they shared for her mother and the disapproval he had towards the Remington’s, her supposed family, they could…work together?Well, now she knew that wasn’t the case, after all, if it was, her father wouldn’t be the one sitting in front of her right now.“Were you expecting someone else?” Her father asked, earning a glare from her the moment she was snapped out of her thoughts.Of course she was! And the fact that her father was here, had ruined her plan and the good mood she was i
Ivory stood frozen on the spot, her eyes widening as her chest tightened with each passing second as she watched the in front of her play out.Lionel was lying on the floor, blood sipping out of his head and mouth while the driver who had hit him, made no effort to stay, fleeing the scene like a coward that very second.Ivory, in that very moment, could hear the distant screams and calls of the people, could feel the stares and sense their shock, but everything felt like it was happening at a snail’s pace.But, despite the heaviness in her chest and the shock that coursed through her body, her brain was still functioning, and it took a second to snap her back to reality.Quickly, she rushed over and dropped to her knees beside her father.“Dad,” She called out, taking his head in her lap and examining the wounds dealt.When she saw her was barely breathing, struggling at best, panic shot through her at a rapid pace.“Call an ambulance!” She shouted, and the people who had been watchin
“Gadreel,” Samantha, as well as Evangeline, said, surprise evident on their faces.“What are you doing here?” Evangeline asked. “Aren’t you meant to be in the hospital?”He was meant to. Her question was very much valid, but he didn’t think that was the most important thing to be addressed at the moment.“I understand everyone is under tension, but,” taking a step forward, he gently moved Ivory to stand behind him.An action that surprised not only Evangeline and Samantha, but Ivory herself.“Don’t you think attacking someone while their father is fighting for his life, is a bit much?”The women fell silent while Ivory felt her heart flutter in her chest. The clench that had previously been present, reduced, giving way for her mind to function properly.What was Gadreel indeed doing here? She thought, staring at his back, the back she had seen countless of times during their marriage.Except today, it was for a totally different reason. He was… standing up for her?Perhaps it was the
“Lucien?” Ivory called, not bothered to hide the surprise, as she watched him approach. “What…how are you here?”“I heard what happened,” He stopped a few feet from where they sat at the end of the dock.For a little while, his eyes went on Gadreel’s direction and lingered before he flashed him a smile.“Mr. Ødegaar, I heard what happened to you…I’m pleased to see you’re getting better.”His words and smile, both of them weren’t genuine: Gadreel could tell, but for now, he choose to keep quiet.To observe.“I know it’s extremely rude of me to interrupt, but I need to take Ivory away for a little while.”Ivory frowned. “What? Why?” She didn’t mean to sound rude, or make it sound as if she were enjoying Gadreel’s presence.She simply just wanted to know why Lucien would show up out of the blues an
Gadreel had fallen asleep as soon as Evangeline dropped him off. However, she stayed back for a little while, watching as he slept with a frown on her face.Things weren’t going the way she wanted. Be it family or love life, things were spiraling out of control, and she needed to fix that.Standing up, she fetched a glass of water and mixed the Neurovex into it.“Don’t worry, Reel, I’m only doing this for the benefit of all.” Muttering underneath her breath, she placed the water on his night stand beside him and also left a note.As much as she’d love to stay back and watch his rest and even be by his side when he wakes up, she had family problems to attend to.Her love life with Gadreel won’t sail smoothly if she had problems with her family life.After placing a kiss on his cheek, she took her leave and shortly after, arrived at the hospital.She met her mother in the lobby, discussing somet
The quietness in the car settled quickly. Or perhaps, that was what Ivory thought it was. In reality, Gadreel had been saying words.His lips moved, he threw occasional glances at her, but Ivory far too deep in her own head to respond.“Ivory, did you hear me?”At the mention of her name, Ivory blinked, slowly and turned her head towards the source of the voice.Gadreel. She realized and slowly, she nodded her head. “Yes,” She replied, softly, almost weak. “You asked, if I’m okay.”“And, are you?” His voice was probing. There was a soft encouragement behind it, ensuring her that if she needed to speak or pour her heart out, he was here, willing and ready to listen.Ivory took a second longer to answer this time around. Was she okay? She really didn’t know how she felt. She had feelings roaming her chest, clashing against each other and the prominent urge to scream, was ever so present.Yet, all of those things made her feel numb. Like it was all too much, the betrayal, disgust, disapp
The dread- thick and crippling to its core, settled upon Ivory like a thick impenetrable veil, as she realized the error she had just committed.She had messed up.The reality, a cruel reminded that she had thrown away her final chance at get out of this whole ordeal, was like a hard pill to swallow.Breath hitching, her thoughts quickly spiraled down a self deprecating path, a path where she wondered if this was all part of some divine punishment.Had she angered the gods, the heavens, or maybe, the universe itself?Because no matter how much she wanted, she could never catch a break.The universe was hellbent on keeping her in a loop of never ending pain and sorrow. Otherwise, one couldn’t explain to her, after how, only just losing her father, she ends up in a situation like this and when freedom seems on the tip of her finger, she had easily thrown it away in a fit of fear and adrenaline fuel trembles.Fucking hell, she cursed internally, eyes darting towards Lucien’s still uncons
Ivory dashed for the door with her full speed, but, Lucien had predicted her moves. In no time, he was in front of her, and she was thrown onto the couch, her breath escaping her momentarily.“Ivory,” He called, but she quickly kicked him, aiming for his crotch, but he had seen it coming and easily avoided it, his hand grabbing her leg and throwing it away.“Don’t misbehave.” He warned, pinning her down to the couch, but she continued to struggle, kicking and thrashing until her finally grabbed her hands and pinned them down above her head, his face close to hers.“Behave, or I swear to God, I’ll really kill him.” This threat, unlike his previous ones, carried a lot of weight, and it had caused Ivory to freeze.Her eyes were wide and her breaths were harsh, as her heart continued to race. She had come to know, in the past few days, that Lucien was a crazy person, he had made a few threats, done things that shook her and ultimately said things that made her realize how stupid she was f
“Mr. Ødegaar?”Gadreel was in the middle of watching his tracking software load the last location of Ivory’s phone, something he particularly wouldn’t have done under normal circumstances, but with the way things were looking like and the sinking feeling in his stomach, he was more than ready to do something like this to make sure Ivory was okay.That was, until the sudden appearance of his assistant, broke through his thoughts and the insistent tapping of his index finger against the table.Followed by a knock, Ezekiel had walked into his office, carrying with him, a box that Gadreel dimmed ugly, the very second he laid his eyes on it.“What is it?” He asked and looked down at the box. “And what is that?”“I’m just as confused, Sir. A garbage man stopped by and insisted that this belonged to you. A letter was left for you, he said.” Ezekiel explained, placing the box on the table and carefully sliding it to his boss when he had gotten close enough.After a few seconds of staring at t
Looking at his phone, Gadreel frowned. The call earlier, had it been a fluke?Was he meant to feel better now that she had called him?But, why did she call him and then hang up immediately? And the messages he sent, why hasn’t he responded to them?Sighing, Gadreel massaged his pained Temple. He could feel that migraine coming on, and if there was one thing he didn’t need right now, was a migraine.Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, he walked towards his desk, his fingers typing in the password and logging into his laptop.Something really wasn’t adding up and he was going to get down to the bottom of it.~•~Four hours after the whole ordeal that had happened, Ivory stepped out of her room. She was in a new dress, but, despite that, her mind was still stuck on the previous incident.As a matter of fact, her entire being was.Even though he didn’t actually do anything, she was still shaken, and the fact that the door was locked and she was unable to leave, was making it
“…you don’t need to tell me what I already know,” Lucien didn’t mean to sound rude, but with his mother being on the other side of the line, hounding down on him about how he needed to get Ivory to see things from their perspective as soon as next week, was making it hard for him not to snap. “You’ve told me this plenty of times, now.”“Don’t speak like that,” His mother reprimanded. “This is important. I believe I’ve given you enough time to do the needful and I’m beginning to run out of patience, my time is almost up. So, this is your last warning, get the girl on our side, or I’ll do it by myself.”Without waiting for an answer, she hung up the phone, leaving Lucien to sigh out loudly.What a wonderful way to ruin the start of his day, he thought, turning and exiting the balcony, only to find that Ivory was no longer where he had left her.He looked in the direction of the living room, her second most seen place, then in the kitchen, finding no trace of her.His brows furrowed and
After spending two days in his house, Ivory had come to the realization that there was no way of getting that door open on her own.She had tried several things; banging, kicking, pushing, punching, setting a makeshift fire to trigger the fire setting and even trying to use items that Lucien had touched to recreate his finger print, but, nothing had worked.All of them were useless.Sighing, Ivory rested her forehead against the surface of the door, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.“This is hopeless,” She muttered.She was trapped here, wasn’t she?There was no way out.Her phone, was with Lucien.She had nothing.What should she do?“Ivory.”The sudden voice, had caused her heart to stop momentarily. Turning around, she saw him, leaning against the doorway.“What are you doing?”Ivory had to keep herself from frowning. He had asked her the same thing the previous day, and she had responded with the exact same words.“Trying to open the door.”“I can see that,” Lucien said,
“The number you’re trying to call, is currently-“The automated voice hadn’t gotten the chance to finish it’s message, before Gadreel hung up the phone.Still switched off? He wondered, frowning down at his call history that showed the number of times he had called Ivory.25 calls and 13 messages.That was the amount, and none of them had been answered.Frown deepening, he ran his fingers through his hair, his brows furrowing further.Something didn’t feel right.He couldn’t pinpoint the reason, or explain it, but his intuition was telling him, that something was off.Ivory wouldn’t just stand him up, or ignore his calls and messages for two whole days. In the past, sure, he would have agreed that she was capable of doing it.But now, things had changed between them. He could tell she was no longer as cold as she previously was to him. And even though she hadn’t completely forgiven him for the things he did, she had at least, decided to try and put the past behind her.So, this, this
Ivory woke up the following morning…to an awfully familiar remake of her bedroom back from when she still stayed with Doctor Elias.Witnessing it was so startling, that she shot up from the bed, a frown of confusion marring the space between her brows.What the hell was happening?!Last night, she had fallen asleep on the couch, but now, she was back in a room, her room, that was almost identical to her previous one, except the windows were barred, and there were no mirrors.And the fact that the entire room was a bit smaller than her original one, only added to her confusion.So, how did she end up here?Wasn’t she supposed to be on the couch, in the living room, trapped in Lucien’s house?“Ah, you’re awake.”The sound of Lucien’s voice, had caused her head to snap in his direction and she immediately frowned.He was leaning against the doorway, dressed in a pair of jeans and a white, long sleeved dress shirt. His arms were crossed, and the sleeves of his shirt had been rolled up, le