"I do love you, Ivy," Zeus confessed. I dropped my fork in shock. How the Hell do you respond to someone like this? He's forcing me to stay here, telling me he's going to take my son once he's born, and now expects me to believe him? "I want to trust you," I lied. He guided my chin to meet his gaze. My heart stopped as I looked down at one of the largest diamonds I'd ever seen on a ring. "Marry me, Ivy," Zeus proposed. My eyes widened in shock. He's insane. "Marry me, Ivy," he repeated, "Cartier Destinee Solitaire, Platinum with 4.99 carats." I couldn't move as he slid the ring on my wedding ring finger. "I need Eric and Tanya." He froze, and I could see the unhappiness on his face. "Why? I can give you what they never could." "They're my family," I gritted, "I need them. I'm sorry, but my connection to them will never disappear. Let them move here if you want me to forgive you." He shook his head in dismay, "That's too much to ask." I added, "Tanya's son is of
"Wait-" Dimitri pressed his lips to mine once more. I tried to speak, but the invasion of his tongue on mine silenced me. A familiar taste and desire came flooding back over me. I freed myself briefly from the hold he had on me. "He'll kill anyone who touches me," I warned. "He won't kill me," he reassured, "He'll just punish me." "I don't want you getting hurt," I reasoned. He placed his lips to mine and began devouring me. His rough, familiar fingers slid gently over my sex; he felt so good that I hadn't realized how much I missed his touch. "I should have known you couldn't keep your hands off of her," Zeus's booming voice interrupted. Dimitri briefly froze, then continued. "Are you crazy?" I pushed Dimitri off of me. "No, keep going," Zeus commanded. "What?" I cried. "Dimitri knows he'll be punished, but I'll let him fuck you this last time," Zeus smirked. "You'll let him fuck me-" Dimitri kissed me so deeply and passionately that I couldn't help
"Tanya! Eric!" I cried while running into their embrace. "Hi!" they both jinxed. "Let's go get something to eat! I saw this amazing sushi bar not far from here!" Tanya offered. "No," Zeus declined. Tanya diverted her gaze to him. A look of annoyance overcame her, and she didn't try to hide it. "I was talking to Ivy. Not you." Zeus clenched his jaw before turning back into his home. "I'd love to go," I agreed. We hastily began running back towards the car. "Ivy!" Zeus hollered. I froze in my tracks, my eyes closing shut in fear. I felt his rough hand on mine before turning me around. Instead of cruelty, he placed something familiar in my hand. "Don't forget your phone," he said, "Call if you need me." He pecked me on my cheek as I tried my best not to lean away. I rushed into the car's back seat, eager to leave this place. "Can we please leave!" I pleaded. They both looked back at me in confusion. "What's wrong, Ivy?" Tanya asked. "Please just go! Go ba
"What the Hell are you doing here?!" I shouted, "How did you know where I was?!" "That's not important," Zeus dismissed as he and two suit-clad bodyguards accompanied him on approach. I thought you were running." Smack! My eyes widened in shock when I saw Tanya's palm come into contact with Zeus's face. "Who the Hell do you think you are?!" she defended. "I'm the man whose roof you're living under now," Zeus answered, "Come with me, Ivy. Your friends can follow behind my bodyguards." I backed away, and he seized my wrist with a vicious jerk. "Get your hands off of her!" Tanya hollered. She tried to lunge at Zeus, but his bodyguards intervened. "Bring them in your car, and one of you bring theirs up to the house instead," Zeus victoriously smirked. "Wait-" Zeus climbed me over his shoulder and marched back to his car. The sight of anger was in both of my friends' eyes. "I'll see you at the mansion!" I hollered with a half-assed wave. I didn't want them to wo
When he put Eric and Tanya on the fifth floor opposite me, Zeus made his intentions known. Even though they were here, I couldn't have immediate access to them, and I could easily get lost trying to find their rooms. "Hey, beautiful!" Tanya greeted me while walking into my room, holding a tray full of fruit with melted chocolates, jams, and whipped cream, "I brought a special treat! Made it myself!" I ran over to help her with the tray. It looked heavy from all the fruit she had piled on it. "I thought we could talk, hang out," she smiled. We got situated on my bed when I saw Eric not coming through the door. "Where's Eric?" I asked. "He's hanging out with Reign and Dimitri. Trying to understand Zeus better," she answered. "Okay," I hesitated. "Don't worry," she consoled, "Eric's smart, he'll be okay." I took a deep breath before Tanya shoved a white chocolate-dipped strawberry into my mouth. The intense sweetness followed by the rush of sourness was refreshing. I
"Zeus?!" I shouted, "Eric?!" "I ran into Eric in the kitchen and found out he didn't have a tuxedo for next week's wedding rehearsal," Zeus commented. "Wait, what? What wedding rehearsal?" I questioned. "Our wedding rehearsal is next Saturday," he explained, "Since Eric is going to be here, he has to attend the wedding. He is your best friend, after all." I froze while still straddling Tanya in confusion. What the Hell was he talking about? We never discussed having our wedding, let alone having a wedding rehearsal, and in just one week?! Was this man losing his mind or trying to make me angry? I crawled off of Tanya in a hurry. "May I talk to Zeus Alone for a moment, you guys?" I asked. Tanya and Eric looked as though they wanted to stay but understood with one look from me that I was serious. I folded my arms over my chest as the door closed behind them. "What the Hell? I don't remember you speaking to me about any of this! We never discussed when we were getting marrie
"It might help if you describe to us what style you're looking for," the female representative explained, "That way, we can find a selection of dresses you can try on. If you dislike the style, we can always try something different." "Something not so white," I tried to express myself, "Do you have anything red or black? Or both?" The female representative made an uncomfortable smile, "I can have a look to see what we have." Once she left, I stopped my fake smile and looked at the champagne; I could use a drink. "Jeez," Tanya expressed, "Black? Do you think anywhere will carry that type of dress?" "I don't care," I scoffed. I caved; I needed a drink. I began pouring a glass. "What are you doing?!" Tanya rushed and pulled the glass from my grasp, "You're pregnant!" I covered my face. If only I could express how unhappy I was about this, but if I did, she'd convince me to run here and now, and I wouldn't hesitate to follow. "Then add a ton of ice and fill most of it wi
It was the night before our wedding rehearsal. To say I was nervous was an understatement. The thought of marrying Zeus so soon made my stomach turn in knots to the point where I was throwing up every day. I blamed it on morning sickness. Why was he pressing so hard? What was the point? If everything he said was true, why did he want to marry me so soon? Yes, his explanation was sound, but why the hard push? "You look stunning!" Tanya beamed, "That dress is perfect for tomorrow!" "I mean, she did put a rush on all the dresses. I'm surprised she got all four done in such a short amount of time," I commented. I love how our dresses are nearly identical—just the sleeves are different." "So expensive," she added. "Yeah, never had a dress so nice, not even when Callista and Dimitri bought them," I concurred. Knock. Knock. Knock. "Come in," I called. Eric entered my room. He was so handsome. His wet, loose, touseled hair fell around his face. He was wearing a black suit wi
After several more shots and a stumbling walk later, we made our way back to my loft. "What do you think you're doing?" I taunted. "Am I not staying here with you tonight?" he asked. "Haha," I drunkenly laughed, "You want me?" Roy shook his head and tossed his jacket on the countertop. "Everything is covered in dusty sheets. I doubt anything in here has been touched in years." "Your point?" I huffed. "I'm helping you, Ivy," he clarified, getting to work. I took out a dusty glass from the cabinet and rinsed it off. "Not going to help?" he said. I veered over to Roy, who had removed his shirt. His tanned abs are calling my name. "No, I'm pouring myself a glass of wine." "After all the liquor we just drank at the bar?" he questioned. I nodded in reply while removing the barstools from the island countertop. "How long has it been since you've been back here?" "I think around ten years," I admitted. "You never got rid of it?" he asked, removing the sheets
"This is where you used to live?" Roy commented. I glanced over. "When my parents died, I inherited the estate and all their assets. I stupidly sold the house and bought this loft with the money." Roy nodded. We sat in awkward silence. "Well, thanks for the ride," I hesitated. I tried opening the car door, but my hand froze in place. I hadn't been here in over a decade, and the thought of being inside made me sick to my stomach. There were so many memories here, mainly of Eric. It hurt so badly that tears almost came to me. I choked them down, swallowing hard, trying to hold my composure. "Did you want to grab a drink?" Roy offered. "Y-yeah," I agreed, "I know this great little bar. I used to work there." "Lead the way, Miss Ivy," he smiled. "First," I cleared my throat, "You gotta let me drive." "No, even my wife doesn't drive my Lamborghini." "I'm not your wife." Roy removed his sunglasses. Studied me briefly. "You think you're that good?" "I know I am.
Roy gazed intensely into my eyes before shaking his head and backing away. When he stood up and put distance between us, I wasn't sure how to feel. "What?" I asked. "I can't. Dimitri is in love with you," he explained. "He fucked Callista to punish me; how much could he love me?" I snorted. "That's why I did what I did to you in the limo. I wasn't joking when I said it hurt me to see Dimitri fucking my wife." I huffed in frustration. This is not how I saw this going. Roy didn't mind sleeping around before, but now he has morals. Since when? Pressing my tongue to my cheek, I removed my robe. Roy froze, his eyes studying me. "I can't," he grunted. "You expect me to believe you didn't have this in mind when you got this hotel room?" I taunted, slowly sauntering over. To my dismay, Roy tried backing away with every step I took. "Do I repulse you that much?" I paused. "Not at all. I would love to fuck you, but I love Callista more." "What makes you so certain she l
"Stop this limo, now!" I snapped. "Ivy, calm down-" "I can't!" I shouted before opening the door. We were already at a stop, so getting out wasn't the worst idea. A chilling wind hit my bare legs, and water splashed over my black strappy heels. I began to strut down the sidewalk angrily, trying to put as much distance between Dimitri and me as possible. "Ivy! Wait!" Roy hollered. "No! I'm done!" I shouted back, still walking away. The rain began to trickle down, the worst of which was in the summer heat. Now, of course, it is raining tonight. "Look," Roy said, twirling me to stop. "What?!" I grunted. "He's upset. He didn't mean what he said," Roy defended. "How the fuck are you defending him right now?!" I winced, walking away and around the corner. "Just stop!" Roy commanded after pinning me against the wall. "No!" I fought his grasp. "You're not stronger than me, Ivy," Roy chuckled. "Look, stop running away." "Running? I'm walking away because if I do
"I-I-" I stammered, still unable to speak. "Still a shy little girl, I see," he commented. "I'm not shy," I denied. "But you are, the way you hide your face, unable to form sentences, cheeks blushing red like a school girl," he explained. When it comes to Dimitri, it's different. You can treat him however you choose and not care for his heart. You don't know me, what I'm capable of, what I can do." "I'm sure you're nothing like Zeus," I hushed. Roy leaned back warmly, gazing, "I'm not going to fuck you for sport; I'm not an animal. I know what type of man he was. I knew Zeus as well. Knew about his and Tanya's relationship. Begging me to take her crazy ass off his hands. Not even I could handle that train wreck." I studied him, glancing at a scar hidden beneath this gold chain. "How did that happen?" I gestured. Roy looked down, clearing his throat before removing the chair and unbuttoning his shirt. He was in great shape, well-chiseled, and tempting. Without though
"It seems old tricks die hard," Callista boasted, directing her eyes to Dimitri. "What do you mean?" I questioned, following her gaze. "Dimitri is a creature of old tricks. He used to do this to me when we first got together. Of course, we fucked like rabbits back when we were young, always trying new and exciting things." Callista explained while gently caressing my inner thigh. "These things he seems to like doing with you," she whispered. She leaned into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers up my spine. "Tell me, what punishment does he have for you?" Dimitri purposefully set the vibrator off inside of me once again. My hand seized Callista's wrist while biting my lower lip. Dimitri said I couldn't cum by the toy. He failed to mention that Callista could satisfy me. A devious smirk came across my lips; Dimitri studied my face, tilting his head, trying to figure out what I was scheming. Slowly, I guided Callista's hand higher and higher up my inner thigh until her c
"Mom!" Rowan beamed while embracing me. "Oh, baby!" I whined. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go. It had been nearly a year since I'd seen him. He had grown so much and was taller than me now. I looked up at his youthful face; he looked much like Dimitri. "Stop growing!" I smiled. "Are you kidding me? I'm not even halfway there yet," Rowan joked, his voice deeper, not childlike anymore. He was undoubtedly going through his puberty phase. "Look at how handsome you've become," I boasted. "Looks like his father," Callista commented. "Aunt Callista, Uncle Roy, good to see you," Rowan greeted, giving them both a hug. "Hello, young man," they both responded. "You know one another well," I mumbled at his affection towards them. "I had no idea you would be here, Mom," Rowan explained, embracing me again. "I missed you, baby," I fibbed, squeezing him back, "I'll tell you what. I will get dressed, and then we can do something tonight." Once in the bathroom, I
Dimitri took it upon himself to make me go back with him to New York and wouldn't have it any other way. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Derrick charmingly kissed the back of my hand. "Don't," I smiled before being pulled inside by Dimitri. "You don't have to be so rough!" I winced. "Knock it off, would you?!" Dimitri jerked me, my momentum causing me to fall to the ground on all fours. "Damn it, Dimitri!" I winced. I felt a hard slap across my ass. "Ow!" I hissed. My head jerked back as Dimitri seized the nape of my neck. "Ugh!" Ruthlessly, he snapped my underwear off before spanking me again. Dimitri had been like this since that night. Typically he'd be tender afterward; this time, he'd fuck me every chance he got, even when I couldn't walk the day after my punishment. He tore my dress off, throwing the scraps to the floor beside me. "Ugh! It hurts Dimitri!" I whined. It became the point where it wasn't pleasurable anymore, he knew, and I knew it
Dimitri, flabbergasted, tossed the papers onto the closest chair he could find. Upon his further examination of me in my current state, I knew he knew. My cheeks blushed, and I could not look him in the eyes. "My father?" he questioned. "I didn't know, I swear," I whispered. "How could you not know?!" Dimitri hollered. "Calm down. What's going on?" Derrick asked. "You know what, old man!" Dimitri spat. "What are you talking about, son?" Derrick clarified. "Her?! Ivy! The woman I asked you to keep an eye on for me while I was in New York!" Dimitri explained. "You should have told me about your relationship with her," Derrick stated. Dimitri threw his head back with a manic cackle, "Leave!" "Beg your pardon?" Derrick said. "Leave now, old man!" Dimitri threatened, charging at Derrick. "Stop! I'll go," I sighed, crawling from the bed. "No, you're staying," Dimitri growled. "Leave, now." Dimitri's tone was deathly and emotionless. Derrick also k