"So, What exactly is it that makes you hot for the two of them?" Tanya pushed. "Look, I'm not sure myself," I replied. My hand fidgeted over the corkscrew before pulling it loose from the neck of the bottle. Mimosas was needed after last night. I tried acting as if I were bold enough and capable of doing it, and my inexperience ruined it. It was early morning when I awoke, and I left before they realized I was gone. I wasn't ready to face the embarrassment of last night. At the crack of dawn, I called Tanya to get me, and she was there. This woman is the closest thing I have to family. I can rely on her for anything and vice versa. We had just gotten back, and instantly, she started grilling me about the situation. "I know I enjoy it," I started as my hands poured the small amount of orange juice atop the champagne. "I can tell," she smirked, "I mean, look at you. The walk of shame never looked so hot." I glanced in the mirror aside to reveal one hell of a sight. My long h
"Hey, girl," Tanya whispered behind me before slapping me on the ass. "Hey to you," I smiled, "Thanks for closing up. Callista wanted to grab me a little early tonight." "Not a problem," she huffed, "You do it for me all the time. At least one of us is getting laid." "Shut up!" I laughed before whacking her with my towel. "Hey! Don't start something you're not ready to finish," she warned, seizing her towel in defense. "Okay, Okay, I give," I surrendered. "Be safe, beautiful!" she hollered after me as I exited the bar. I saw the black car sitting there awaiting my arrival. I made my strut over to nearly be halted by the sight of Dimitri exiting the backseat. He held the door open for me with a devious smile. "Where's Callista?" I asked. "She's waiting for us at the house with a present for you," he answered. His deep tones sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel my cheeks flush red, but luckily, it was so dark he couldn't see. He gestured for me to enter the c
I followed after Dimitri as we entered his home. I was unprepared for the sight that was before me. My whole body froze in shock. I pressed my lips together and tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. What the hell was going on? "Eric?" I was forced out. I tried my best to control my tone. My eyes went to Callista, who was wearing a red silk robe with nothing underneath. Her hair was all a mess, and her lipstick was smeared and stained around her mouth. I glanced at Eric, whom she was walking towards, to see red smeared all over his neck, cheek, and torso. Where was his shirt? His rock-hard abs were exposed, and his jeans were pulled up to his hips but remained unbuttoned and slightly falling. Her hands began caressing his bare body, and I felt a twinge of frustration form. "I thought it would be fun if we invited him," she seductively glanced back at me, "Don't worry, I took him for a test run. He's good to go." Annoyance and anger replaced my frustration. Callista is
I looked across the bartop to Eric. He looked exactly how he had the previous night when I looked at him. He did look delicious, but this coffee was more enticing. Callista and Dimitri were still asleep, and as soon as I awoke, so was Eric. He made both of us coffee as we sat there in silence. I didn't know what to do. This was different than when I was with Dimitri. Dimitri was easier. I could leave when I wanted, and there were no lingering emotions. I know Eric. I've known him for years. "How's the coffee?" he asked. Our eyes finally met, "Good." "So-" "How did you meet Callista?" I asked. He pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek before releasing a sigh, "She explained it yesterday. Did you want the full story?" A smirk formed at the corner of his mouth. He was enjoying this. I don't think so, not today. "Wouldn't hurt," I firmly replied, "I mean, I didn't realize we were fucking the same woman." His hand gripped his coffee cup to compose himself " I had
I don't know what led me to it. The promise of a cure for my hangover was more than enough to get me to call Callista. Before I knew it, we were at some fancy clothing store, and I was the only one trying on clothing. My mouth was watering from how terrible I felt. I keep fighting the urge to hurl as I continually change into clothes for her. The ones she likes, she nods. She waves off the ones she doesn't with her glass-held champagne hand. I finished my glass the instant I got back here. It's the only thing keeping me from throwing up. I looked myself up and down in the mirror. These dark jeans were nice. The underwear felt expensive against my body, too. That was the first place we stopped to shop. Once bought, she had me change. I'm her sex doll. I threw on a loose-fitted black deep v-neck before making my way out of the dressing room. I saw that her champagne glass was still full, the bottle in a golden bin of ice to keep it chilled. "Like what you see?" I asked. "Yes," s
He wasn't even out the door before Callista pounced on me. Her wine-soaked tongue rubbed against mine relentlessly. Was her husband not giving her what she needed? I wouldn't think that's the case. Perhaps it's the alcohol. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her to Bartop effortlessly. I shifted between her splayed legs, purchasing her underwear. "My, we're eager, aren't we?" she broke the silence. "Is this not what you want?" I seized her dress and ripped it up the center. Her eyes widened as she gazed down upon her exposed body. Her black lace bra fell over her shoulder as her dress fell farther down her arms. My hands searched her body with intent. I slid up her toned back to release the hook of her bra and latched onto her nipple. "Ugh!" Callista cried beneath me. Her skin was soft and tender against my lips. I licked the tip of her nipple and felt her hand clasp onto the nape of my neck. I propped myself above her with my right hand as I slid the other
It still didn't make sense to me. Someone should have told me they also met during Callista's and my meeting the past two days. She knew who Eric was to me, and he knew what Callista was to me. We haven't been close lately and talked less, but this was significant. I looked him in the eye and knew him long enough to know he was telling me the truth. "So all of this just to get to me?" I clarified. Eric gave a slight nod before running his hand through his hair. I finished my coffee, and he finally spoke for what seemed like an eternity. "I told you," he reminded, "Last time, I wanted it to be me to take your virginity. When I met Callista, she made an offer to let me join in on your "fun." I pressed my tongue to the inside of my cheek. This situation is annoying for various reasons, but I can enjoy it while he's here. Our eyes met. I could see his desire for me. What he wanted and needed was me. I honestly couldn't say the same thing, though. I do like the thought of having h
"This yacht is stunning," Tanya gasped. She was right. It was huge. It had three massive levels and something I'd never been on. I've never been out of the city, let alone sail in the ocean. There were many people there, both men and women, one looking more luxurious than the next. Luckily, I had Tanya change into one of the outfits at Callista's home. She insisted. "What are we doing here again," Tanya asked. "I'm not sure," I replied. "No," she lowered her tone and seized my arm, "I meant we, as in Eric as well." "That is something we need a drink for," I stated as we exited the yacht. We weaved through the crowd of wealthy people to the inside of the yacht. It was beautiful. The dark oak was so breathtaking; the mere architecture of it was well worth the price. We sat in luxurious leather bar chairs before setting down our Louis Vuitton handbags. "Two skinny margaritas with Clix vodka, please," I ordered. "So-" Tanya started. I put my finger up as the drinks we
How could such a man be so naive? I never gave him an answer. Instead, I left the room and went back to my own. I knew it bothered him, me not answering. From the looks of it the following morning, it drove him crazy. Zeus made me a luxurious breakfast, eagerly awaiting an answer, which I still refuse to give. "Why not, Ivy?" Zeus pressed. I bit into the juicy strawberry. The hint of sweetness followed by the rush of jaw-clenching sour made everything much more enjoyable. "I like you son more than I like you," I admitted, "And Dimitri." "What if I told you they aren't who you thought they were," Zeus reasoned. Narrow-eyed, I annoyedly glared at him, "What do you mean?" "What if I told you they knew I was alive all along, and we made a bet," Zeus added. "What type of bet?" I pressed. "Now that takes the fun out of the bet," he taunted. "Fuck you," I scoffed while hastily rushing back to my room. Zeus always knew how to lift me and get under my skin. "Asshole,"
Everything was such a blur. I don't remember what happened. Zeus was pinning me down, then nothing. I blinked; it was dark, and only the roaring fire lit up the dark far corners of the room. This was Zeus's room. My throat was dry. I could barely breathe. I tried rolling over when something caught on my wrist. "What the fuck?" I yanked again, this time hearing metal clanking. Both my wrists and ankles were shackled to the four-poster bed frame. "You're awake," Zeus commented. Looking at him furiously, I could prop myself on my elbows and say, "Let me go, now!" "No," he denied. "Now-" "No one is here, so there's no point to scream," he interrupted. "Why the Hell did you shackle me to your bed frame!" I shouted, "I would have fucked you if that's what you wanted, but instead, you knock me out. I began coughing uncontrollably, and Zeus rushed to my aid, raising the water glass to my mouth to quench my thirst. "You knew you would be punished," he reminded. "How do y
"Do you like frustrating me? Making me angry? Toying with my emotions?" Zeus growled upon approaching me. "Yes," I teased, "You look like a hurt little puppy." "What about these past five years? Does that not matter? Have the nights we spent together meant nothing?" Zeus questioned. "I do love that the boys have father figures in their lives, but I already spoke to them about it, and they want to move back as well," I sighed, "As for the nights, a woman needs sex too." "Their children!" Zeus's anger grew, his eyes turning dark. "If you're doing this to get back at me, I'm sorry. I've been apologizing to you for the past five years. Can you not see that?" While sauntering over to Zeus, my eyes locked onto his. The fury beckoning behind them made me want to do conniving things. I took his glass of whiskey and downed its contents. "I do see it, and I don't care if it hurts you," I lied. Zeus gripped my wrist; this time, it was painful, not in a fun way. "Ah!" I winced.
My bar was engulfed in roaring flames. Tears streamed down my cheek as Veronica tried to deviate when the fire department arrived and finally extinguished the fire. I stood there, listening to people speak about property insurance and the time it would take to rebuild everything that had burned. "Ivy!" Zeus hollered, running up to me. "What are you doing here?!" I panicked, "Aodhan-" "Ariel called your phone, and she told me what happened. She's watching him," he reassured. His eyes widened in shock, and he looked at the catastrophe the fire left behind in its wake. Zeus was about to speak when he pulled aside the man trying to talk to me about the building. My blank expression spoke volumes. Hours passed in a blur, and Zeus returned home with me. "So it seems, perhaps three years, the bar can be rebuilt. They have to tear everything down and start from scratch," Zeus explained. "So, I lost everything?" I whispered. "No, Ivy," Zeus looked at me, trying his
"What?!" Zeus snapped. "You heard me. If I let you be a part of my boys' lives, then there would be no need for a DNA test, right?" I repeated. The rage building behind his eyes gave me the satisfaction I needed in this situation. "Why is it such a big deal about knowing who their father is?" he diverted. "Why do you care if I allow you to be in their lives without issue?" I debated. "She's not wrong," Ariel giggled while pecking me on the cheek. "Hey, now, she's not all yours, you know," Zeus reminded, I began to kiss Ariel passionately. "All right, fine, I concede," Zeus surrendered. Ariel and I began to laugh hysterically like candy from a baby. "I suppose me offering you to stay in Ireland with me is out of the question?" he asked. "Not necessarily; we could always use it to escape the city," I smirked, "Keep it." Ariel scurried off to work, and success reared its corner when I could see the jealousy in Zeus's eyes. "It doesn't bother you that I fuck Di
I could not sit at the dinner table and keep my thoughts to myself. I hadn't drunk since giving birth, but today, I was having a liquid dinner, whiskey. "You sure you don't want any lasagna?" Zeus offered. "It's delicious, Mom," Aodhan agreed while placing his dish near the sink. However, he was still too short to reach past the countertop. "Yes, baby, why don't you go with Ariel and get ready for bed?" I ordered. "but mom-" "No, but baby," I groaned. "Come on, I know a great movie we can watch before bed tonight," Ariel beamed while tickling Aodhan to the bathroom. "Come on, Ivy," Zeus grumbled while filling the dishwasher, "Do you need to be so dismissive? He was having a good time, and you shut him down." "Who the Hell do you think you are?!" I spat while grabbing the crystal pitcher full of whiskey. I stumbled up the stairs to a separate bedroom that wasn't my own. I knew what would happen tonight; I knew what Zeus wanted. I might enjoy it myself. I giggle whil
Knowing what Zeus could do made trusting any doctor with my blood work nearly impossible. He could manipulate anything to his will, which was infuriating. Rowan didn't look like him; I don't know what he looked like when he was younger. Reign and Dimitri were doing everything they could to help me cope with the current situation, but all it did was make me sick. It made me wish I could shoot Zeus again. "Ivy? Ivy?!" Ariel's voice broke my concentration. I blinked back to reality, her soft hand tenderly caressing mine. "Are you alright?" "I don't know," I confessed, nibbling on my lower lip. "I don't trust Zeus, but I don't know if he's not Aodhan's father. I don't want to know." "How come?" she questioned. I glared at her, not rudely, but as if to wonder why she would ask such a stupid question. How come I didn't care to know? Was it such a big deal to know who the father of my children was? Part of me thinks they're mine; it's no one else's concern. I'm the one who carried
Only a few doctors in Ireland could get me a DNA test. Zeus did this on purpose, and he knew it. There was no way he couldn't find out who Aodhan's father was, and he had to change his money within the blink of an eye to ensure he was his father. "You knew what you were doing. Admit it, Zeus. You've always been a conniving, selfish man," Dimitri commented. Ivy wants to go back home and have a doctor of her choosing. Not to ensure that there were very few near here, so few that you could manipulate it into ending the way you want." "Which is what, exactly?" Zeus sighed, "Is this because I punished you? Are you still not over that?" "You're lucky I didn't kill you," Dimitri growled. "Did you like what I did to you? Is that it? Do you care about me-" Dimitri swung, his fist landing its target, Zeus's chin. Zeus staggered, a small trickle of crimson blood seeping from the corner of his lips. The sadistic smile that came across his face said it all. The blood coming across
"There's no way Rowan is your son," I stated, "I'm going to do this DNA test with a doctor I choose. One you have never met and will never meet. Doctor Rick can go fuck himself if he thinks I'll believe anything he says to me." I threw the DNA papers on the floor. Their results had to be faked. There's no way he's Aodhan's father. Then again, how would I know? If he is Aodhan's father, there's no way I'd let him know. The type of man he is scares me. "What makes you think I've ever agreed to something like that?" Zeus scoffed. I dropped my head, taking a step closer to Zeus, making sure that he knew I was serious, "If you mess with me or my son, if you even think it, I'll shoot you again." Zeus cleared his throat before walking to the window, "How am I supposed to believe that?" "You don't have a choice," I glared. "What makes you-" "Try me, Zeus!" I hollered. My voice echoing the walls of his new mansion. From all the information I gathered, Doctor Rick and his team