Chapter 89

Max

I don’t even think to pause to knock on Ivy’s door, I just open it and barge right in. When the party guests started thinning and I saw her slip up the stairs, I downed the drink in my hand and followed.

When the door opened, she was standing there, in just a dark purple lacy bra and panties set and the cute little heels I saw peeking out from under her dress whenever I looked long enough throughout the night.

“You look like you were expecting someone,” I smirk at her.

She shrugs, “Just some guy I might have fallen a little bit for,” she pinches her thumb and pointer finger together. I chuckle. “Shut the door. My parents might have their room on the other side of the house, but my sister's room is two doors down.”

I slam the door, grateful that there are still guests here, so they haven’t shut the music off. I wouldn’t doubt that if Vincent heard the door slam, he would rush to his daughter’s rescue. Even though there is nothing and no one that will be able to save her from me.

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