Ivy has been groomed to be the first female Don of the Greyson mafia since she was little. Her whole life revolves around preparing herself for the role. From all the combat training she had endured, to pursuing business in college. It was all in an...
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Luke
I needed a plan, a way for us to be together. After that incredible week in Sicily, there was no way I would willingly let Ivy go. No way I was going to sit quietly and let her go back to her family and forget about me. I thought long and hard about how we could keep seeing each other and there was only one place I can think of where we could have it all.
Vegas.
Ivy had been monitoring the construction of the Greyson's new hotel and casino when we met and I was managing my family's own establishment. We both weren't expected to go back to Chicago or New York any time soon. This can definitely work. Vegas could become our oasis.
I had a plan where we both purchased two units of the apartment at a luxury condo on the outskirt of Vegas. Two units bought through two different shell companies to avoid anyone from making any connections between us. Two units that happened to share a wall.
Having some experience in construction is a great benefit to make this plan work and I thank my father for thinking manual labor is a great tough love experience. With the assistance of a sledgehammer, I tear a part of the wall and build us a secret entrance to each other's place. Mine was hidden behind a bookcase and hers, behind an eight foot painting. It was perfect.
To the outside world, we were strangers who happened to be neighbors, but in actuality, we were literally living together.
At times I would spend the night at her place and other times, she would spend it at mine. She would have half her clothes in my closet and I would have the same. We move around the two apartments as if it was one large unit.
There was no specific portion of the apartment that is only mine or hers as we both consider both places to be ours. Only that secret entrance remains as a reminder that this arrangement can only exist between us and no one can know the true nature of our relationship. It's been two months since we started living together and everyday was bliss.
Sure, this arrangement will never be a permanent one. Our problems remains the same. But this will give us the time to figure out this mutual attraction that we both have with each other. And it'll give us space to make plans and come up with a solution for our predicament.
My plane touched down at McCarran Airport and I gave my body a little stretch before I stepped outside. It had been a long week followed by the long flight back to Vegas. I'm just happy I got back in time to have dinner with Ivy.
I picked up some Chinese on my drive back as I knew she would probably be home late. Her workload seems heavier these past few weeks and I knew she would often miss dinner because of that.
I had texted Ivy about me coming back today. I hope she didn't get carried away with work and came home too late.
Walking in through my door, I placed my wallet and keys in the dish then proceeded to slide the bookcase, revealing the secret entrance to the apartment next door. Once I'm on Ivy's side, I noticed her bag and jacket lying on the couch. I guessed she managed to get home early after all.
