The famous strip club immured the future of an Eighteen year's old Ivy Silver, For what impetus does she still have?
In desperate search for her freedom she miserably fell on the hands of an arrogant, powerful, merciless, Mafia leader..Hermann Ro...
Few minutes is what i thought it took but, when I came out, it was already dark. I Heard chattering from the kitchen way but Ignored, it must be Carlos making dinner and Miguel filling him with stories like always. "Where have you been" I frowned. I heard his disturbed tone. "I have been feeling ill" I lied, swallowing all that Norman said. If Norman was going to take me to Wilmert then Hermann mustn't be suspicious or else, I'll be stuck with him as his whore for the rest of my life and just the thought of it makes me truely ill. "Why didn't you come to me?" He asked with a worried expression. "Didn't want to bother you, I'll be fine" I quickly answered, trying to find my way pass him before he gets any closer to me. "I'll call a doctor then" he said, "No!" i interrupted quickly, "I'll be fine. I just need a rest" I assured not waiting for his responses and quickly used the time to get away from him, as fast as possible. I can't believe I almost got comfortable around this guy, his far from good and his attentions are bloody, for once in a while I thought I needed his shoulder, i thought I was safe and everything would be fine but, I chose a wrong shoulder to hang myself too.
I have been busy thinking about Hermann and barely got time to Think how wheels turn very fast, I can't believe I have a chance to see Wilmert again, to gain him once again and to share all those incredible moments with him. I made my way to the bed room, a dress lays there with one pair of heels and jewelleries matching it's designs. I drew a sharp breath and walked closer, I trailed my hands on the designs of the dress. It was beautiful and I smiled. I heard the door open and closed behind me softly but I never bothered to look, the quiet footsteps and the chills on my back was enough to know that it was Hermann. "We're going to a friend's wedding, you'll look stunning" he whispered on my ear, he stood behind me and his large hands holding my waist, pulling me to him in a passionate demand, as he press tiny kisses on my back neck and, I closed my eyes and inhaled softly, then without a word I broke his grip and straighten my way to the bathroom, I never turned to meet his gaze but I could tell he was surprised, "I should get ready then" I said before I closed the bathroom door. I have to get away from him.
I have to find my way out.
I have to try.
I frowned as the warm water collided with my skin, it was warm and refreshing... 'I want you so bad' I could remember his words when ever after our lips crushed together, he spoke everyday of how badly he wanted me. I admit, I'm nervous, I mean- it has been ages since I last saw him. I'm not comfortable of my new self and I'm afraid so will he be. I'm scared that he won't look at me with the same passion on his eyes or he won't hold on to me like the way he used to. Or is it that I'm over thinking again?
I closed the shower and wrapped a black towel around me, then made it to the room. Empty. Hermann wasn't in. I signed then walked to the dress that has been left there when I walked in.
Done! The dress fits me as if it was made special for me. Like a happy, rich lady I looked... Afterwards I walked to the dressing table mirror, I took few minutes to observe my reflection, I'm going to do this I thought to myself with courage, then I laid down my dark hair, "let me see what I can do to you" I muttered to my hair as I was trying to figure things out.
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"I love you"
"I love your body"
"I love the way my style stuns you" gorgeously admitted Miguel, it has been few minutes since Miguel and Carlos bagged into my room just because they we're arguing between who has better shaped abs than the other. "Thank you Miguel, I love you too" I answered brightly. " So that means I have sexier abs?" He asked in a lighting tone. "Nooooo" I said " Then who won?" Carlos asked in impatient tone. "Take your positions, I want to have a word with Ivy" Norman interrupted before I could even say a word back to Carlos. He stared into my eyes as I did the same, "Yes" they agreed then throw there eyes to me once more before they walked out. "What conclusion have you come up with?" He asked instantly. "What if Hermann finds out what you are doing behind his back?" I asked in a straight tone. "I can deal with my cousin Ivy" he proudly answered back, " it is you who has to fear, once he gets tired of you. He'll make his dogs fuck you" he added with intensity in his voice. "I'll give you the answer before we get to the wedding" I said in uncomfortable tone, trying to fight the thought that Hermann might actually do that, His culpable of anything. "I'll be waiting, i urge you to make the right decision" he said before closing the door behind him.
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