Hello, everyone. I just wanted to thank you all so so so much for being part of my writing journey. Thank you for all the comments, 5-star review and for giving or voting gems. You have no idea how much your kind words and support mean to a newbie indie writer like me. If you haven't yet, please do read my other book here on GN called My Rebound Men. Oh and if you want to talk about the books some more, you can always find me on f b with my pen name. Thank you all so much again. I hope you are all doing great in your part of the world. Until the next book... Love, KM
Christopher’s POV People do crazy things for love. Things you never thought you could do, not even in a million years, or in any alternate universe. But there I was in the penthouse suite with my fiance wearing only her lacy red lingerie—waiting for me to call the man who bought her for the night. Of course she didn’t know that was the case. And as I looked at her sitting on the bed, an image of pure perfection, I hoped to God, she would never find out my darkest secrets. "What has gotten into you?" Ivyrose asked. I could hear the fear in her tone, but she was smiling. "I told you. This has always been my wildest fantasy, but if you're having second thoughts then let's not do it. I don't want to force you into anything." I told her, sounding as confident as I could. “No. It's okay. I do trust you. Just make sure you know what you're doing with these cuffs and remember where you're going put the keys. And absolutely no weird stuff!” "What weird -" “Nothing goes inside my butt!!!!!
Ivyrose's POV As I nervously waited in darkness for Christopher, who said he was going to call the stranger, I recalled our conversation a week ago in my appartment in Upper West side New York. It was the first time he touched me after two weeks of making so many excuses. ********1 week ago*********** “I'm sorry about last night. I love you more than life itself, Rose.” he said before sipping his morning coffee. We were on the balcony of my appartment overlooking central park. The night before, we had a fight because he came home with a lot of bruises on his face, arms and the rest of his body, but he wouldn’t tell me what was wrong. “I love you the same way, Chris. Now please tell me what’s wrong. Tell me what happened to you last night. Better yet, tell me what’s been happening to you since you proposed two weeks ago.” “I got mugged. It’s embarrassing because they were a bunch of women thugs. I really don’t want to talk about it, okay? And about the previous days, it’s just tr
Christopher’s POV "Chris!" Ivyrose bolted upright from our bed. It was still seven in the morning and the sun’s rays peaked through our floor-to-ceiling windows. She was breathing raggedly as she laid back down on her pillow. "Hey. Good morning babe. You had a nightmare didn't you?" I asked her calmly as I got on the bed beside her and put her head on my chest. From the looks of her, I wasn't sure the pills I mixed with the brandy last night worked. Seb had given it to me as a consolation the night I agreed to the deal; telling me it was a new drug product that would cause a few hours of memory gaps and confusion from the time it was consumed. "Oh my god. Did we really go through with it? It was crazy." Ivyrose said, scratching her head. "What was?" I asked, my heart pounding in my ears. Does she remember? "The… you know, the thresome. I’m not sure if it was a dream or not, but I feel so embarrassed." Tears started falling down her face and I rushed to wipe them. "Well, you s
Ivyrose’s POV It seemed so real. The way I orgasmed seemed so real. His touch, the way he trailed kisses on my body, it all felt like it really happened. But then when I thought about the events of last night, I couldn’t remember a single thing. Only at the start when we arrived in the hotel and we went to the bar and had a few drinks before going up to the penthouse suite. I remember the old bartender who was really nice to me before and I smiled remembering his jokes. The ring on my cell phone startled me, cutting off my thoughts. I looked at the caller and it was my father, Rex Lucas Foxworth IV. He was a business tycoon who owned almost all the buildings in New York City aside from his other businesses. “Hey, daddy.” “Princess. How are you? I called your apartment, but your maid said you didn’t come home. Are you with Christopher?” he said, his tone disappointed. “Dad, please don’t start. It’s too early.” I begged him and then changed the subject about the party I was plann
Christopher’s POV I put the empty bottle of wine on the dining table. The effects of its content, already making me a little light headed. I was alone in our house because Ivyrose was waiting for me at Foxworth mansion, taking care of last minute details for her father’s 60th birthday party. The party of the year, the magazines and newspapers called it. I looked at myself in my full length mirror and almost didn’t recognize the man I’ve become. I used to be so simple and poor, yet the man in front of me was wearing a black armani suit. I looked great although it was a little tight around my biceps considering everytime my mind stressed over that night, I went to my gym and punished myself —Forcing extreme pain to push the morbid thoughts out of my head, and forgeting my conscience with too much exhaustion. I also went to see a shrink once or twice a week and it helped a bit to vaguely talk about my secrets. For the past two months, I found a way to say it, disguising it as troubles
Ivyrose's POV The moment my car entered the gates of Foxworth mansion, memories of my heart breaking past all came flooding back. I sighed as I thought of the first memory I had of him. It was my 5th birthday and Gareth was crying. His dad, Mr. Cole, our gardener, had he scolded Gareth for opening one of my presents, a rocking horse. "He can have it." I said to his dad. "You can have that so stop crying now. We can be friends and I'll share all my toys with you." Gareth listened to me and wiped his tears. He kept sniffing and blowing his nose until a huge snot bubble formed and it burst on his face. That was the first time he made me laugh so hard. I shook my head as I parked my car in the driveway. Stop thinking about him and just focus on the party. "Ivy darling." My mother greeted me, wearing her big gardening hat and loose plain brown clothes. Gardening in the early mornings was the only time she looked unfabulous, she used to tell my dad. "Hi. Mom. You're up early. How's
Christopher’s POV I could see him staring and smiling at her. What are they talking about? I'm going to kill him. This can't be happening. I wanted to shout for her, but my voice wouldn't come out, and running through the crowd was not an option either as my legs wouldn't dare move; I was paralized in a mixture of panic and rage. Our eyes met, and for a split second his lips formed a sinister smile exactly the way it did that night after he fucked her, and my mind became flooded with morbid thoughts. I imagined him naked kissing Ivy on the neck, taunting me. His hands all over my woman. Closing my eyes, I shook my head to get rid of the gut wrenching thoughts flooding my brain. That night didn’t happen! Stop this! Open your eyes and see that you’re just imagining it. I opened my eyes and cursed out loud when I saw the fucker touched her hand, kissing it before letting go. And as if the heavens were truly punishing me, a group of guests suddenly blocked my view of them. “Fuck my lif
Hello, everyone. I just wanted to thank you all so so so much for being part of my writing journey. Thank you for all the comments, 5-star review and for giving or voting gems. You have no idea how much your kind words and support mean to a newbie indie writer like me. If you haven't yet, please do read my other book here on GN called My Rebound Men. Oh and if you want to talk about the books some more, you can always find me on f b with my pen name. Thank you all so much again. I hope you are all doing great in your part of the world. Until the next book... Love, KM
Ivyrose’s POV“A year ago it was all over the news how New York was finally Mafia free. The Mafia Dons and all their goons, along with all corrupt government agents were either all put behind bars or killed in the biggest entrapment in history, thanks to the genius of billionaire Christopher Stanford. He made a program that could hack…”Gareth turned the TV off before he jumped into the bed with me. He tickled my feet and I kicked and screamed for him to stop in between fits of laughter. I was just randomly changing channels when Christopher’s face showed up and I got curious. It was his interview for a talk show.I knew what it was going to be about. Gareth told me how, after I disappeared, Christopher fought with him and they almost killed each other before he listened to Gareth about where I really was. He asked him to help defeat the whole mafia system by taking out all their paid allies. Of course when everything was done, Gareth disappeared and gave Chris all the glory. Accordi
Ivyrose’s POV It felt good to be unknown. I loved how I could walk the streets and people didn’t have any idea who I was or would judge me for my sins. Being off the grid in the city of Kuta in Bali, was the best decision I ever made. I lived in a rental cottage that’s only big enough for four people, but I couldn’t be any happier than living in all the mansions in New York. Sometimes I felt so all alone and scared that I liked to think that Paul and Ivan were secretly living a few houses down the road and were still watching over me, trying their best to be invisible, ordered by Gareth to give him peace of mind that I was safe. The market fruit vendor, Mr. Uwir, who also happened to be my neighbor, handed me a plastic bag full of mangostenes and we exchanged small talk until eventually it ended with him inviting me to attend his granddaughter's birthday party the next day. I accepted in a heart beat when I heard she was the same age as Harmony. I missed the two of them so much, bu
Ricardo Sanguin's POV The sound of the gunfire right in front of me rang sharp and cost me my hearing. I saw Ivy drop the gun on the floor and kneeled right after, crying. For a few seconds I was lost in the suddenness of everything that transpired, thinking I got shot by Rex. With my shaking hands I hurriedly unlocked the chain from my foot and ran to Ivyrose. I hugged her as we both sat there and cried with Nestor and Rex’s bodies on the floor, their blood pooling around us. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Rosie.” I repeated, again and again. I don’t know how long we sat there, crying and me asking for her forgiveness. I felt like someone was squeezing my heart so tight, making it almost impossible to breathe. If not for the warmth of her body as she hugged me tight, I would’ve gladly wanted death to take me too. But I couldn’t leave her. I needed to protect her, especially now that Rex was truly dead. “Gareth? Please take me out of here.” “Okay, Rosie. Hold on.” I got up firs
Ivyrose’s POV I tried calling a million times today again, but Hailey and Hudson's phone only kept ringing. My heart pounded in my ears wondering if anything happened to the three of them. "It's been two days since we last talked, mom. All I know is I woke up Christmas morning and I was alone. Only a voice message from Gareth that he has to go away for two days with the padrino and he asked me to stay here and to trust him. Shit. I hate not knowing. You know me, mom." "Oh honey, I'm sure they're just doing some couple soul searching therapy thingy. Leave them alone and stop worrying. You'll get wrinkles. And as for your husband, what can you do, but trust him, right?" she laughed and hung up the phone before I could even reply. In the background I heard a man's deep voice calling her sugarplum. I shook my head and threw my phone on the bed when my call to Gareth’s phone still went to voicemail. Something wasn't right. Hailey would never leave like that. I paced around our bedroom
Ricardo Sanguin’s POVVilla de Sanguin was once again filled with laughter because our little Harmony would not sit still. She and Seb were playing tag inside the living room, the old man was having the time of his life running after an almost two yr old you would never imagine him to be a stone cold killer.Ivyrose and Hailey were in the kitchen helping the cooks prepare our dinner. Hudson was sitting near the fireplace staring at it as if hypnotized by the dancing flames. “Dinner’s ready.” Ivyrose said, standing by the door. Harmony ran to her in panic because Seb was going to catch her. She stuck her tongue out at Seb the moment Ivyrose lifted her in her arms. Everyone, especially Harmony, laughed when Seb pretended to cry like a baby for losing tag against her. The five of us sat around our smaller round table and made small talk while eating the delicious homemade ham and chicken pasta. Ivyrose suddenly fell quiet and when I asked her what was wrong she just said, she missed h
Ivyrose's POV I put the two dozen outfits I picked out for Harmony on Hailey’s shopping cart. It was a beautiful Sunday on the day before Christmas, and we decided to spend our day off hanging out together. The three of them agreed to spend Christmas in our mansion instead of in their house in Staten Island. "Boss, that's too much. She's—." "Really still with the boss? Why do you keep forgetting we're partners with the flower shops now?" "I'm just used to calling you, boss. Feels weird to suddenly call you Ivy." "Rosie." "I thought only Gareth could call you that." "What? No. Only the people closest to me can." "Aww I love you, Rosie." Hailey said, hugging me tightly. “Thanks for spoiling that little critter of ours.” “Of course. I’m her fairy godmother, remember?” I said and we chuckled. "Besides you guys are my only family now that mom's so busy with her boy toys in Millan." I said and we chuckled. “Did she ever tell you what she and your dad fought about?” “Nope. Sh
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV Live in twenty minutes, boss. After I read the text, I tossed my phone on the other side of the bed and held her in my arms as she slept peacefully. My beautiful Rosie. She had her head on my chest and I caressed her hair. Ivyrose moved in her sleep, got off my chest, and laid on her back. It was already seven in the morning and I knew she was waking up, so I started playing with her nipples through her silk pajamas until they hardened and she moaned. “Mmmm. That’s always the best way to wake up.” “Really? Close your eyes again. I wanna try something else.” “Okay.” she giggled and closed her eyes when I kissed her cheeks. “That’s great too.” “How about this one?” I said as I pulled down her silky pants and panties, parted her legs and started licking her folds going to her clit. “So if I keep my eyes closed you’ll think I’m still asleep and you’ll continue that to wake me up, right?”“Right.” I chuckled and continued to pleasure her while my hand wen
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV "Ricardo! No! But why?" Rex squinted, adjusting to the light. "You've had your ass kicked for a month and that's all you have to say to me?" I chuckled. I looked at the mighty Rex Foxworth and felt tingles of happiness all over my body. He looked like a homeless man in a dirty torn tux who’s been mugged at least a hundred times. His fingernails and toenails were all gone, pulled out by Seb while I watched him scream and asked what he did to deserve it. The buttons of his inner dirty white shirt were open and his chest had cauterized wounds of different sizes and shapes. "What do you want, Ricardo? The company? Don't hurt Ivy. I'll give you the company. I'll give you everything you want." "Everything I want? But don't you see, Rex? I do have everything I want. Ivyrose is the CEO of your company and you are here as my prisoner, but the cherry on top— that woman whom you said could never be mine, she is my wife now. Here watch this. We fucked right on your