Wicked Love •Book Two•

Chapter 9

Grey

Ryan Mercer was the best designer in Sin Sity. And luckily for me, she was discrete.

Arrow and Ivy walked into the studio hand-in-hand, Tether and I following closely behind.

I wasn't thrilled having him around, but I was tired of having the bastard in my house. The house where I felt the smallest hint of vulnerability. It was a safe place for Arrow and I and now Ivy and Meghan as well. I'd like to keep my business far away from now on. Especially, now that we were able to take Ivy in public without the overwhelming paranoia she'd be shot.

That fear still ate at the pit of my stomach. I certainly didn't trust Vincent. I didn't trust anyone.

Arrow pinched Ivy's sides as she came to a stop at the front desk. She laughed and smacked his arm.

They were my exception.

"Sin!" Ryan appeared from the back. "Where is she?"

Ryan looked as she usually did, in a sleek silk button-up and slacks. The septum ring still through her nose. Her sandy blonde hair was a little longer than the last time I saw her, brushing just below her ears. "Fucking hell, tell me it's you." Ryan walked up to Ivy, taking her hands and lifting them as if to get a better look at her size.

"Uhm, I'm Ivy?" I didn't miss the slight blush creeping up Ivy's neck or the way she stood up a little straighter. I couldn't blame my angel, Ryan was attractive and clearly, she liked women.

Ryan grinned, linking her arm through Ivy's. "Perfect, come with me, gorgeous." Her voice low and sultry.

Ivy looked to Arrow, who just winked, she looked back at me and I gave her a single nod. "Come back and show me the options." I request. Ivy bit her lip, the blush darkening but she reluctantly nodded. Ryan smiled deviously at me before hauling Ivy into the back.

"I'd be careful," Tether chuckled. "That designer looks like she'll want to do a lot more than just undress your girlfriend."

I turned to the low level boss. "So?" I asked calmly.

Tether's eyes narrowed on me. "You wouldn't care? What if Ivy is interested in her?"

I shrug as Arrow comes to stand beside me. "So what if she is?"

Tether goes quiet and his eyes glaze over a bit. Arrow growls. "Stop picturing it, dickhead."

Tether puts his hands up in innocence. "Alright alright, back to business." He hurried on. "The gala, do we have a plan?"

"As well as we can, it all depends on Alesso's movements. We've got four of our men working as bartenders. If they see Alesso, they'll drug his drink. But there's a good chance he won't order one with the hit out." Arrow explained.

Soft heel clicks sounded against the marble floors. I couldn't help myself as I stared at where Ivy disappeared. Waiting for her to appear again. She did. She was wrapped in a red gown. The neckline went straight across her collarbones to her shoulders. Only the long sleeves were lace. The rest of the silky dress was shorter in the front and long in the back. So long in the back it dragged on the floor. Ivy pushed a piece of dark hair behind her ear, most of it had been pulled into a clip behind her head.

She looked down, her hands toying with the material of dress. "What do you think?"

"What do you think?" I asked her.

"It was the cheapest out of all of them." She said.

"Did I ask you how much it was?" I raise a brow.

She rolls her eyes. "No, but they're exp_"