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Oh damn it, did I just say that? I hissed under my breath, cursing myself silently. He stopped mid-step, slowly turning back toward me. His eyes fixed on mine, sharp and curious. "Come again?" "I... mean... I said nothing," I stammered, my voice barely audible. His eyes locked onto mine, fierce and unyielding, cutting through whatever confidence I thought I had. "Nothing?" he repeated, his tone blended with warning, each word sinked into me like a threat. I nodded quickly, my heart hammering in my chest. The intensity of his stare made my knees weak, and I instinctively stepped back, wishing I could melt into the floor and disappear. He nodded, that unsettling smile still plastered on his face, then turned and walked out of the room. I let out a shaky breath, relief washing over me when I noticed he didn’t lock the door outside. Finally, a small shred of hope. I sank onto the bed, my chest rising and falling as I panted. "Oh my God… Ivy, what have you done?" I muttered
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The door burst open.Gasps filled the hallway.Harry stood—on his feet—gun still gripped in his hand.For a moment, silence.Then—"Ahh!" Adrian let out a strangled groan, clutching his stomach as he staggered back, his legs wobbling like they were about to give out. His face twisted in pain, his body slumping against the wall.Sasha’s scream tore through the air. "You shot him?!"Ivy’s hands flew to her mouth.Harry didn’t move. His jaw clenched, his knuckles white around the gun."I—I didn’t—"Adrian groaned louder, his breathing ragged. "Damn… I didn’t think you’d actually do it, man…" He slid down to the floor, his hand pressing over his stomach, shaking.Blood.Or at least, what looked like it.Security stormed in, guns drawn."Drop the weapon!"Harry’s heart pounded. His head snapped toward Adrian, who was giving the performance of a lifetime.That bastard.He hadn’t even fired the damn gun.Sasha’s chest heaved as she pointed a trembling finger at Harry, her eyes blazing with f
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"Let me go, you motherfucker, or I’ll shout!" Adrian hissed, stumbling back, his eyes wild with fear.Harry cocked his head, amusement flickering in his gaze. He lifted the gun slightly, his finger grazing the trigger. "You shout, I pull the trigger," he said, his voice eerily calm.Adrian swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. His back hit the sink, nowhere left to go. "You’re insane," he breathed.Harry let out a dark chuckle. "Took you this long to figure that out?""I always knew you were," Adrian spat, gripping the edge of the sink like it could save him. "That’s why Sasha left you, you bloody criminal."Harry’s jaw clenched, but his smirk stayed. "Oh, is that what she told you?" He took a slow, measured step forward, lifting the gun just enough to make Adrian flinch. "Funny, because last I checked, she still can't get me out of her damn head."Adrian’s breathing turned ragged. "You're delusional."Harry chuckled darkly. "And you’re running out of time."Adrian swallowed hard,
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"Excuse me! I believe I should be the one answering that," a rich, feminine tone carried over the murmuring crowd.Heads turned, and Ivy wasn't the least bit surprised to see Sasha’s mother striding forward, poised and calculated. She held a crystal champagne flute with the ease of a woman used to commanding attention, her expensive jewelry glinting under the chandeliers.Harry’s jaw tightened as she approached."Harry," she drawled, her red lips curving into a smirk. "I see you finally grew a spine and decided to show up." She took a leisurely sip of her drink, letting the tension boil gently before turning to the press with the kind of grace only years of wealth and influence could teach.“Well, my daughter knows exactly what’s best for her,” she announced, making sure her words carried across the room. “She is about to marry the love of her life, and I couldn’t be more thrilled.”The journalists, sensing the charged atmosphere, pounced."Mrs. Laurent, does this mean Sasha has compl
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They stepped outside where a sleek black SUV was waiting. The chauffeur stood by, ready, but Ivy instinctively moved to help Harry into the car. He shot her a —half irritation look that seemed to scream to her to stop.Once he was settled, she climbed in beside him.The drive was smooth, the city lights flashing past in streaks of gold and blue. Neither of them spoke.Ivy stared out the window, arms folded. The silence between them wasn’t exactly awkward, but it wasn’t comfortable either. Harry, on the other hand, looked relaxed, one hand resting on his lap, the other tracing slow patterns on the leather seat.She stole a glance at him. He wasn’t looking at her. It was going to be a long night.The SUV rolled to a stop in front of the grand entrance of the exclusive venue. Ivy barely had time to take in the towering, chandelier-lit hall before her eyes landed on the oversized posters plastered across the entrance—The newlyweds to be —Sasha and Adrian, smiling like a power couple str
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“Sit!” Madam Devereaux commanded, flicking her wrist dramatically as if she were casting a spell.Ivy plopped onto the chair, crossing her arms.Madam Devereaux sighed, muttering something in rapid French as she adjusted her silk scarf. “Mon dieu, such resistance. Americans…” She waved at her apprentice. “Vite, vite! We do not have all day.”The apprentice immediately got to work, laying out an intimidating number of makeup brushes.“We will start now,” Madam Devereaux announced, inspecting Ivy’s face like an artist assessing a blank canvas. “You will cooperate.”Ivy exhaled through her nose. “Yeah, yeah.”“Non, non.” Madam Devereaux tapped Ivy’s forehead lightly. “Less frowning. Wrinkles are not chic.”Ivy forced her face into a neutral expression, but her frustration was obvious.“Good girl,” the woman said, smirking as she reached for a foundation brush. “Now, let’s make you look like someone worth standing next to Monsieur Hendrix.”Ivy barely had time to process what was happenin
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"Fuck!" Ivy shouted, yanking off the latest disaster of a dress and throwing it onto the growing pile on the floor. "None of these damn things fit!" She ran a frustrated hand through her hair, exhaling sharply. Her eyes flickered to the last dress—the one Harry had picked. The one she had refused to try because, of course, he couldn’t possibly know her size. Still, she was out of options. With a huff, she grabbed it and slipped it on. The moment the fabric settled against her skin, she froze. It fit. Perfectly. Like it had been made just for her. She turned to the mirror, her hands smoothing over the luxurious fabric, the deep blue hugging her curves in all the right places. It was sleek, elegant—expensive. Her lips parted slightly as she took herself in. "Damn…" she muttered under her breath. "He actually did know my size." She hated that. And maybe, just maybe, she kind of liked it too. Ivy had spent almost an hour wrestling with dresses, tossing one after anot
