Weeks passed, and Iris continued to isolate herself, only coming out of her room when Ryan had left for work. Ryan was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate. His thoughts were constantly drifting back to Iris and the hurt he had caused. His friend Luca noticed the change in him.One morning, Ryan got up early, determined to confront Iris. dressed In a blue tux he headed to her room, standing at the door uncertain about what to do. He wanted to see her face so badly, the cold treatment was unbearable. He stretched his hand to knock but stopped halfway, hanging his hand in the air. Frustrated, he turned and left, passing the dining room where his breakfast had been served. He headed to the car, where his chauffeur opened the door for him. Ryan sank into the seat, lost in thought as they drove to the office.Upon arriving, Luca walked up to him. "Morning, Ryan," he greeted."Morning. What's my schedule for today?" Ryan asked, trying to focus on work."Well, you have a board
Without thinking, she rushed down the stairs to help. "Luca, let me help you," she said, taking Ryan's other arm."Thanks, Iris," Luca said, relief evident in his voice. Together, they managed to get Ryan to his room, every step feeling like a thousand steps for Ryan. His head was spinning, and his whole body reeked of alcohol.They laid him on the bed, and Iris thanked Luca as he left. She looked down at Ryan, her mind swirling with a mix of frustration, anger, and pity. What had she done to deserve this?She began to take off his shoes, then his shirt and vest. As she was about to remove his wristwatch, Ryan suddenly vomited a pool of alcohol all over her.Hot tears streamed down her face as frustration and pain consumed her. Was this really what marriage was supposed to be? Was Ryan deliberately hurting her, making her suffer?She stood up and headed to the bathroom, stripping off her soiled clothes and wrapping a white towel around her body. She filled a bowl with warm water and
She gave a light nod as they continued with their breakfast, Ryan eating absentminded knowing he just lied to her.Luca walked into the grand house, nodding at the familiar faces of the staff. He asked one of the guards about Ryan’s whereabouts and was told he was likely upstairs. He made his way up, glancing at the closed doors until one slightly ajar door caught his attention. Curious, he peeked in.Inside, Iris was completely engrossed in her sketchbook, oblivious to his presence. Luca stepped inside, mesmerized by the intricate designs she was drawing.“Wow, these are beautiful,” he said, unable to hide his admiration.Startled, Iris looked up. “Oh, Luca! I didn’t notice you there. I’m sorry.”“It’s fine, Iris. You were busy with your drawing. Are these already made designs or fresh ideas?” he asked, stepping closer to get a better look.“They're fresh ideas,” Iris chuckled, slightly embarrassed but pleased with his interest.“Wow, they are so good. I haven’t seen anything like thi
“Well, you’re not going to solve anything by drowning yourself in work or alcohol. You need to be honest with her, with yourself,” Luca said, his tone firm yet caring.Ryan nodded, knowing Luca was right. “I’ll try. Thanks for being here, Luca.”“Anytime, man. That’s what friends are for,” Luca replied, clapping Ryan on the shoulder.“By the way, Ryan have you noticed iris and ivy kinda look alike and have similar features?” Luca asked.“Really? I haven't noticed it or had time to look at both of them, I don't think they look alike. Maybe you are just having symptoms of face blindness” Ryan replied, giving a light laugh.“what I'm I even saying, maybe I'm just assuming things, they don't look alike right?” he asked.“No man they don't, they can't even stand each other” he said.Ivy sat on her bed, the sketchbook open on her lap. She couldn’t believe the talent Iris possessed. An idea began to form in her mind, one that made her smile with a devious gleam in her eye. If she could someh
Mr. Kendrick, though in his late 50s, looked as if he had aged two decades due to his illness. He was a formidable figure, tall and imposing, with a sharp mind that had built the Kendrick empire from the ground up. He pushed open Ryan’s office door, and the sound of moaning reached his ears. Disappointed, he turned and walked away, heading to his own office.Luca arrived at Ryan’s office just as the door closed behind Mr. Kendrick. “Ryan, your dad is around. He came in here and left shortly,” Luca said urgently.Ryan’s eyes widened in panic. “oh Shit, No, no. Why didn’t you inform me earlier?” he demanded.“No one knew he was coming. We just saw him. Before I could get to you, he was already here,” Luca explained.Ryan’s face paled. “Did he see...?” he asked, gesturing vaguely.Luca nodded grimly.“Oh shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ryan cursed, slamming his desk with his hands.The woman who had been with Ryan emerged from the adjoining room, adjusting her clothes and biting her lip. She l
Ryan nodded, determination hardening his features. He knew he had a long road ahead, but he was ready to take it on.Ryan sat at his desk, going over the company’s financial reports. He knew he needed to focus and prove himself, but his thoughts kept drifting to Iris. He had been so wrapped up in his own issues that he hadn’t given her the attention she deserved.He picked up his phone and dialed her number. “Iris, can we talk tonight?” he asked when she answered.“Of course,” Iris replied, surprised but hopeful. “I’ll be home.”“Great. I’ll see you then,” Ryan said, hanging up.He knew he needed to make things right with Iris, she wasn't who he thought she was, not just for the sake of his marriage but for his own growth and maturity. It was time to take responsibility and prove that he was ready to lead.Ryan returned home, his mind filled with thoughts of how to approach the conversation with Iris. He found her in the living room, waiting for him.“Hi,” he said, sitting down next t
“You need the money, right?” Skylar said softly. “I know it’s not what you expected, but it’s good money. Enough to help your mom.”“I... I don’t know,” Iris said, her mind reeling.Mama Peepee stepped forward. “Listen, darling. It’s not easy, but it pays well. You need to be confident and know how to handle yourself. If you can do that, you’ll be fine.”Iris looked at Skylar, who nodded encouragingly. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. We can do this together.”Taking a deep breath, Iris nodded. Skylar took her to the changing room. The room was well-lit and spacious, with hangers and clothes stands filled with various costumes. Different colors and sizes of lingerie hung neatly, alongside fur hats, belts, whips, patent leather, clear, Mary Jane stripping shoes, knee-high boots, ankle boots, and thigh-high boots, all arranged meticulously on a shoe rack. A dressing table with a chair was adorned with an array of makeup items, and the white-painted walls enhanced the room's br
"Skylar!" Iris called out, rushing to her.Skylar turned, surprised. "Iris, you're still here? I thought you had gone home.""I came back and watched everything you were doing. I don’t have an option, so I’m in," Iris said with determination.Skylar's face lit up. "Oh, that's great! I’m sorry I didn’t let you in on what I was doing all this while.""That’s okay, Sky. Now I know, so let's get to work," Iris replied.The two friends left the club together, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.The next evening, Iris returned to the club with Skylar. This time, she was ready. Mama Pee Pee greeted her with a nod of approval."Welcome back, Iris. Ready to start?" she asked."Yes, I am," Iris replied, her voice steady.Skylar took Iris back to the changing room. "Let's get you ready for your first night," she said, helping her pick out an outfit.Iris chose a simple yet elegant black lingerie set, paired with knee-high boots. Skylar helped her with the makeup and a wig, teaching her so