𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 | 18+

RRSB | 10

-IVΛПΛ-

"Lets go out." Ross glanced up from the papers he was reading and noticed Ivana leaning over his desk with her hands resting on the table. He gazed at her right hand which was adorned with a tattoo that was a combination of various symbols and designs. The tattoo featured a moon, a sun, and stars, as well as other intricate patterns that started from her wrist and spread out to her fingers. Ross always thought that the tattoo was the most attractive thing he had ever seen, besides the one that went down her spine. which was equally just as captivating.

He looked her up and down, she had changed into a sleek black mini skirt, hugging curves just right, paired with a halter top in luxurious satin, adorned with subtle sparkle at the neckline. she was the only one that could go through multiple outfits a day.

"Last time we went out, you ran away and had me put into the hole for two weeks Ivana." Ivana took a few steps back and furrowed her brow, deep in thought. It had been a month since she returned, yet she still couldn't bring herself to apologize to him for what she had done. She knew she had broken his heart in more ways than one, and it weighed heavily on her conscience. Looking back, she realized that she had taken advantage of his feelings for her own benefit, which made her feel guilty. She was aware of how he felt about her, but at the time, she didn't think about the consequences of her actions. Now, she regretted hurting him and wished for the chance to make things right.

"When you ran away and left me to face the consequences alone, it hurt more than I can express. Two weeks in that hole felt like an eternity, and I couldn't understand why you'd do that to me." Ivana had always wondered how Ross can be such a soft ruthless person. he was the easiest to talk to and be around but that didn't mean that he wasn't just as ruthless. He had always had a soft spot for Ivana, since they were kids. When her father would put so much pressure on her than anyone else and she would breakdown he was always there. So of course the one chance that she showed him any kind of physical affection towards him, he took a leap and she wasn't there to catch him like he was always there.

He stood up and rounded the table to where she was standing. He took a step forward and she took one back. he halted and looked at her. She wore that nonchalant indifferent face she wore when she didn't want people to read her. 

"You seduced me. You played me like a fool and I fell for it and God knows I will do it again," They stared at each other intensely. At some point Ivana was attracted to him, he was handsome. He had a cute typical jock look without the typical arrogance, with blue eyes blond hair and a clean shaven face. but he wasn't her type, he wasn't dark enough. He probably wanted kids and a white wedding, if they weren't born into this business he would have probably bought a cute corner house with a white picket fence and a big yard for their kids to run about.

She wanted to say something, she wanted to apologise and embrace and promise that she would never do what she did to him again. But she didn't want him to forgive her, because if he did then his feelings towards her would remain the same. So she decided to keep quiet, because she would rather have him stay mad at her because anger, Anger she can deal with. But love? she cant deal with that. 

He reached out to take her hand but she flinched away and turned to leave. as she reached the door a spoke.

"Tell me when you're ready," She smirked while facing the door and left without saying anything. 

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Ivana walked into the foyer where Ross and August were waiting. She slipped into a long sleeve sheer black, tight-fitting bodycon dress, a fabric so sleek it seemed to mold to her every contour, accentuating every curve with an allure that was both subtle and undeniable. The dress clung to her like a second skin.