The next day, he acted as nothing happened. He was back to his stoic and no bullshit attitude. I was more than okay to avoid that type of conversation, so I sure as hell didn't bring it up. I decided to stop thinking about it and focus on work. These documents aren't going to prepare themselves.
I had some time after the presentation, so I decided to go shopping. I am in Paris, after all. The concierge recommended a boutique that was apparently super trendy and affordable, so I decided to give it a try.
It really was a beautiful store. Dozens of beautiful dresses and outfits were displayed, and I was having a hard time picking. I decided to go wi
The next couple of days were spent following him around and then going sightseeing. I helped him with the conference during the day, and in the evening, I was free to do whatever I wanted. I was having a great time shopping.I confronted Ivan about the roses, but he just kind of shrugged."I told you I was going to keep trying. I meant every word I said," he said.This man is infuriating.
I couldn't wait to get away from him once our plane landed. But unfortunately, I ended up accepting a ride from him from the airport to my apartment because I was exhausted from the long flight and didn't feel like arguing against him.After awkwardly saying goodbye, I went inside, then laid down on my bed. I decided not to text Mark right away because I wanted to surprise him. I decided not to tell him that I was arriving a day earlier. I figured it'd be a nice surprise for him since we haven't had the chance to spend time together lately.I took a shower and put on my favorite dress that he loved on me. Better look good for my man, right? I threw the
"I will be turning in my resignation letter then!" I declared."And throw away your chance to move up in your career? You wouldn't dare," Ivan said.He was right. That wouldn't be smart considering he hasn't physically harmed me in any way.I stormed out of the room and sat down in front of my computer. That's it. I am done with this. I am reporting him to HR. I don't care if he is the owner of this company, and it could potentially cost me my job.
I decided to start my day by doing little things to inconvenience him. I came in extra early and rearranged his entire room. This may seem like no big deal to most people but not him. He was Mr. Perfect. The pencil holder's placement on the left side of the desk instead of the right will drive him nuts. There were many other little things I rearranged oh so slightly, so it'll take him all day to figure out what was wrong in his room.Rest assured, I was right. He was fidgeting all day since he got in. He called me into his office."Did you summon me, Ivan?" I asked, pretending to be oblivi
"You seem to be in a good mood today," Ivan said."How can I be in a bad mood when I'm in the presence of such a fine gentleman," I told him."Your sarcasm is an attractive quality in you, Miss Young," he smirked.I rolled my eyes. I am waiting for Katie Mckinzee's first attack. I already let her know that one of his meetings have been canceled and he'd be free for at least four hours. Which I can imagine is too long for him to spend time with
I decided to confront Mark that night. There was no point in delaying the discussion. I caught him in the act, and it was time to rip the band-aid out. I invited him to dinner at my apartment so we can discuss it in private even though I should publicly shave his head and humiliate him. But Alas, real life doesn't work that way."Mmm....it smells so good in here! What's the special occasion?" he said when he walked inside."No reason, just wanted to have dinner. We haven't seen much of each other lately, so I figured we should sit down and talk," I said.&nb
I banged on Ivan's door. I know, I could just open the door and waltz right in since I have the key to his place, but I figured banging on his door would be more dramatic. I've seen way too many drama movies to miss this opportunity.He opened the door, and once again, he was shirtless. Does this man not own shirts to wear at home? I made a mental note to send him some shirts later."What's the meaning of this commotion, Ariel? It's late," he asked in an annoyed voice. His hair was messy, and his eyes looked sleepy. He looked even more handsome than he usually does in the office. If I wasn't so hurt and angry, I would've
I went to the office and resumed working like nothing happened the previous night. I was just glad he didn't fire me for my ruthless behavior. I still felt like shit for being betrayed by Mark, but I decided to separate my personal issues from work and kept my smiley face on.I had a surprise waiting for me at the desk when I arrived. A giant bouquet of lilies. Even bigger than the one I threw at his face last night. I read the card,To make up for the deaths of those innocent flowers last night. Try not to destroy these too.
"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.