"Well, it's a gorgeous house," I remarked. "But Why are we here?"
"So you can dry off. Don't want you to catch a cold," he smiled.
I looked around the giant Lakehouse. It wasn't as big as his actual house, but it wasn't small either. Just how much money does this man make? If I were a gold digger, I would take advantage of his crush on me, but his wealth made him arrogant, and I didn't like it one bit.
He opened the hall closet and handed me a
"After today, we are not doing this again. This is the last time for real!" I said."Sure," Ivan said without missing a beat, but I caught his sarcasm. "I am dead serious," I insisted."Yes ma'am," he smirked. Ugh, I don't think he was trying to take me seriously at all. I need to get out of here right now!
"Ivan, you can't just bring me to your house and tell me I have to stay with you," I shook my head."I am not asking you to live with me. I am simply saying that I should take care of you since it is my fault for making you work hard when you are sick," he said.In a normal circumstance, I'd think he was the perfect gentleman and an amazing boss. But since I know he is after my booty, this seems like he is trying to take advantage of me being sick and trying to be close to me with an excuse to take care of me.
After a month or so, I found some flowers sitting on my desk. They were a beautiful bouquet of Roses.Oh? Is the boss breaking his promise and trying to woo me again? I thought to myself.Please, can we talk? I want to see you at least once.Love, MarkUgh...not this again. I should've known it was him. Ivan liked Lilies, not Roses. Mark has been call
"Shut up! Both of you!" I cried out. "I'm not some type of object you can claim. What is the matter with you? I am leaving," I said and tried to storm away, but Ivan grabbed my wrist."I apologize for showing up like this, but I can't stand by and watch you reconcile with a nobody like him," Ivan said and pointed at Mark. "He doesn't deserve you one bit!""Who are you calling a nobody, you asshole?" Mark stepped forward."You are a no-good che
In the next few days, I couldn't focus on work. I was freaking out.Pregnant! PREGNANT? Why me, why? This is a complete nightmare. Goodbye, independent woman, goodbye freedom. How am I going to take care of a baby and pursue my career all by myself? I suppose I could call my mom and ask for her help, but she'd want me to move back to Kentucky. And there was no way I'm going to do that.And then there's Ivan...I will have to give him the news too since he is the father. How is he going to handle it? Will h
I stood up abruptly. This is probably some type of joke. He is just trying to mess with me for denying his advances. "WHAT! That's not funny. This is a serious matter!" I exclaimed. "I'm not joking, Miss Young, or should I call you Mrs. Adams from now on?" Ivan smirked."Look, I decided to keep the baby, but I don't want to marry you! I meant we could coparent to help the kid grow up, and that's about it," I cried.
So, there I go, off to start my new life as the fiancé of Ivan Adams. How did I get here? Who would've thought my boss would turn out to be such a pain in the ass?I packed up all my belongings and left the apartment. Since I already had keys to Ivan's place, it was a smooth transition. At least his mansion was a hell of an upgrade from my shabby little apartment. I decided to make the best of it. Now, if only I could avoid the whole marriage deal."Ah, there you are. Hope you have everything you need from your old place," Ivan said when he saw me coming in.
Okay, I know what you are thinking. I keep saying I don't want him, yet, this is the third time I ended up in his bed. I'm a complete mess, I know. My feelings are all over the place.It was like my mind wanted to reject him for being an obnoxious jerk, but my body craved his touch. This is why I wanted to keep my distance from him, but that would be impossible considering we live together now."Could we keep our roommate situation on the down-low at work? I don't want people to gossip about me and say I screwed my boss to get to the top," I said in the morning.
"Ouch! Take it easy Mr. sexy nurse," I yelped as Ivan dressed my wound. "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" he asked and looked at me with concern. "I am pretty sure. This is just a scratch. I've gotten worse wounds from my sister Terry when we fought in our youth," I commented. Ivan and I were sitting in the living room after the whole ordeal was over which occurred half an hour ago.
Ivan and I went to the police station the next morning to watch them interrogate Mickey and Linda. We asked the detective to dig dip and see if he can make Mickey confess about Katie Mckinzee's involvement.We stood in front of the window of the office which had a one-way mirror."Don't worry, they won't be able to see you guys since it's a one-way mirror," the detective explained."Yes we know, I've seen a lot of mystery movies," I said.
We followed Mickey's direction step by step. Ivan cashed out six million dollars and put them in a red duffel bag. We headed to the train station. He didn't want me to come along but nothing will stop me from getting to my babies."It's not safe for you there. He already hurt you once," Ivan told me."I don't care. I am coming with you. I need to see that my babies are okay so don't argue with me about this," I insisted."I know how stubborn you are, so I won't waste my time arguing," Ivan sighed.
I woke up in the hospital slightly disoriented. My head hurt like hell. It was as if, someone beat it with a hammer.What happened?I thought. I woke up this morning, it was a nice day out so I took the twins to the park, then...THE TWINS!I started to panic as I remembered the attack. They took them away from me. I touched my head. It was bandaged. They must have hit me really hard for me to go unconscious
Both Ivan and I stared at the twins in awe. They were gorgeous. They both had Ivan's cool grey eyes and my lips and nose. "Look at them, aren't they perfect?" I cooed."Only because of how good looking we are," he said casually.'We did a pretty good job, didn't we?" I laughed."There's just one problem," he said.
I took Ivan shopping during the office hour. He needed to buy some new clothes. I mean, not really needed. The man had everything, but he liked buying clothes out of habit."It...it’s...yellow," Ivan said as he stared at the bright yellow tie I was holding in front of him with a scowl on his face."I know! Like the Sun. Doesn't this remind you of happiness?" I chirped."No, it reminds of horse pee. There's no way I am wearing that," he declared.
"What is the meaning of this?" I asked and chucked my phone at Ivan. He caught it with ease and stared at the screen."This is nothing," he said. Does he think I am stupid? I will kick his ass if he keeps saying its nothing."I need a better explanation than it's nothing," I demanded."The picture was misconstrued," he said. "You know I don't have an intimate relationship with Ms. Ellis."Actually,
I stood beside Ivan at the gallery with an uneasy feeling in my chest. It was the opening day. People from all over the city gathered around to look at the works of Marina Ellis. I knew she would be here any second now to make her debut. I looked at Ivan to see if he showed any type of emotions on his face but his face was blank and stoic as always. How does he feel about seeing his ex after all these years?I jolted back to reality as he held my hand and squeezed it."You seem to be deep in thoughts, are you thinking about me naked?" he asked casually. How can he say stuff like that with a straight face?
I woke up in the morning and smelled bacon and eggs. My mouth started to water, and I was suddenly starving.Ivan entered the room with a tray of food. He wasn't wearing a shirt, so my eyes were graced with his beautiful muscles first thing in the morning. His unwillingness to wear shirts in bed was a blessing in disguise. Praise the Lord."Hungry?" he asked."More ways than one," I said. My lusty eyes were glued to his hard chest.