Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

That and the two nights that followed, she had no crazy dreams of him nor nightmares of her marriage.

She went to work as usual the next day, feeling refreshed and happy with herself.

She scrolled through her phone to see if there are any movies she could see as a way to reward herself, maybe even go to a beach, a vacation or something.

She was in the mood to meet new people.

Then her phone rang.

Elsa again.

“Hello, Spoilt Brat.”

“That is my line, you Dirty Thief.” Elsa snapped back over that phone, Ivy let out a dramatic exasperated sigh.

“I thought I was a Princess.”

“Forget that. It’s been two days since our last conversation. How are you even breathing without hearing from me?”

“Honestly,” Ivy took in a deep breath, nodding lightly. “I think the air has been a little crazy.”

“Good because I don’t understand how you can live without me for two whole days. You love me, remember?”

“I know, I know. You know what, I’m also wondering the same thing about you.”

“Oh, me? I’ve just–”

“Been busy, I understand.”

They laughed.

“You know what, I know we haven’t been able to spend so much time as usual anymore. How about we go to a Beach House and have fun.”

“Hmmm, gentle reminder, I have a job.”

“How much do you get paid? I’ll pay you for your time off.”

“What if I get fired?” She asked, toying with a pen between her fingers.

“Now that is just ridiculous. Your dad can’t fire you. Also that position you are holding was created mainly for you. It’s not like you even need the money.”

“Fineeeee, I’ll go.”

Yay.

And that was how she found herself at  the Beach house.

Elsa had gotten there before here though. So while she was out taking a swim, enjoying the Beach and the sun, Ivy had to stay behind and unpack.

Wrapped in a towel, with her choice bikini on the bed, she stared into the mirror, packing her hair.

“Whosever you are, please leave. I won’t be requiring such services, thank you.”

Someone said from the door and she turned, ready to lash back at the intruder for his insinuating words but her words died on her tongue when she discovered who it was.

“Christopher?”

Oh, no.

Had she just ran right into that one person she had been trying to avoid all these weeks.

“Ivy? What are you doing here?”

“That is a question for you.”

“Me. This is my room.”

“What?”

He chuckled lowly. She could already feeling all her discipline tjatvsge had been working so hard on evaporating from her body.

Damn those beautiful brown eyes.

She could already feel them trap her in again.

She blinked, looking away immediately.

“That is not possible, Elsa said–”

“Oh, Amryelsa. You came here with Amryelsa.”

Of course, he would know his girlfriend’s name even if it was just said in passing in a conversation. All she wanted to do was get out of here. How does someone react in front of the preson they had been trying to get out of their head for some long?

Even had really wet dreams and a one night stand too at at.

This was already awkward as it was.

Many people had one night stands in the world and Ivy was sure that for most, it had been that.

Period.

Done right there and then.

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“She said she wanted to borrow it for the weekend.” He muttered under his breath, although he was audible enough that she could hear. “She did say she would bring you along.”

Great!

So she wasn’t here to make up the time the had spent apart. She was going to be third wheeling the happy couple. What a terrific vacation this would be.

Then he said to her, “I’m so sorry, you can have the room.”

“No. It is yours. I’ll be leaving. I’m sure Elsa will like to stay here too.”

These couples were frustrating. It was obvious that they would like to stay in the same room or something. Why had Elsa moved into another room? Why had they not concluded on the room they wanted to stay? Why did she have to suffer like this?

She starting packing up her bag, she snatched up her bikini that was spread out on the bed, hurriedly dumping it into her bag.

But it was only just that, she had put laid out her under wears on the bed, matched them together with their colours.

She trapped them quickly, dumping them into her bag too.

She would need to spoil herself with a big present to forget this embarrassment later.

She was sure she wouldn’t be able to forget it easily though. Maybe in two years time, in her yatch that she already had plans to buy, she would remember and suddenly her afternoon beauty sleep would be ruined.

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid Handsome man!

“You can have the room. You’ve settled in already.” He stepped closer in an attempt to stop her from packing.

“I’ll pack up.” She moved away quickly, pulling a luggage bag she had already through on top of the one of the tall shelves.

Remembering how hard she had worked to get it there made it really painful for her that she was already pulling it down again.

Too high!

She couldn’t reach it.

She needed a stool but she didn’t have time to start looking around for that now when she wanted to do was DISAPPEAR from his sight as soon as she could.

She hopped on the door of the wardrobe, pulling it aside, tugging at the handle of the luggage case.

She slipped.

Immediately a sound track filled her head, the background music that was usually played in movies when a character was about to die.

How sad, she hadn’t even gotten a chance to write a will. Anyways, Elsa could have everything.

Maybe it was good like this, this way she would be free from that ridiculous contract anytime. But there was so much she wanted to do in the world, expensive places to see, dresses to try on and more interesting people to meet.

What about the present she had promised herself just moments ago.

No, it couldn’t end like this!

Instead of her landing on the floor, Chris’s strong hands were around her, pulling her to himself.

Her eyes flickered opened to realize she hadn’t fallen to her death. Her chest still raising and falling from the short moment of fear, her veins filled with adrenaline.

Well Death, not today then! She would still be able to get herself that big present.

Then suddenly she felt the warmness and chill behind her and a person breathing against the croak of her neck.

“You should be more careful,” came his low raspy voice.

Startled and realizing how close she was to him, she wanted to jump out of his arms but his arms around her only tightened. Then she jacked him with her elbow somewhere around his ribcage.

She looked back at him with frown to see that he already had a light one on his face.

“I don’t think I deserve that.”

“Well then, let me go!”

He tossed her out of his hands, only to pull her back, throwing her to the bed and him above her.