Not letting go of her hands, Dom sat up in bed.
"What the hell was that about?" She was still worried by the entire ordeal.
"It's nothing, don't worry about me."
"Nothing?"
"It's just nightmares I get when I'm stressed, I'll take my pills."
She swallowed hard, her son also got those nightmares sometimes.
"I'm sorry for waking you up," Dom apologized, "you can go back to sleep."
Ivy stared down at his hand that didn't match his words as he continued to hold onto her wrist tightly.
"The couch is too uncomfortable, you can sleep on the bed," she said.
"I'm not insane Ivy, I can't let you take the couch."
"I don't have to, we can both share the bed, it's a king size after all."
He raised one doubtful brow.
She pulled free from his grip, heading to the bed, "get some sleep, the meeting is only in a few hours."
Dom was hesitant but he came to lay beside her.
He watched as she arranged the pillows in a linear line in the middle of the bed, "and what are you doing?"
"Creating a boundary, you stick to your side of the bed, and I swear if you even cross it by an inch, I'll crush your balls into nothingness."
He closed one hand over the organs through his pants, "you have my word," he raised his hands in defeat.
She pulled the sheets over her head.
"Ivy?" He called in a low voice.
"What?" She tried to hide the fact that her heart wasn't the only pulsing organ with him next to her.
"Thank you," he said.
"No need to make things awkward Dominic."
He nodded, turning his back to her, tucking his rapidly growing erection between his legs. How could he sleep with her right there? This was going to be a long night.
*
Dom woke up with something soft on his chest.
He blinked his sleepy eyes open and that was when he realised it, Ivy had turned, pushing the pillow barriers out of the way and now had her head laying on his chest.
Dom held his breath, watching her beautiful face as she slept peacefully.
"How can you look so beautiful everytime? I thought you were the most perfect human back then, how could you possibly outdo yourself even when you were already a goddess, the goddess, Ivy?"
He looked down at his erection, "torture? Same, buddy."
She stirred and he jerked to his feet.
She opened her eyes in confusion.
"The meeting is in an hour, I'll go get ready and we can leave?"
Dom disappeared into the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist.
Ivy was in shock, he was even more muscular than when they had been together, every inch of his skin was covered in well defined muscles where his tattoos were not obstructing.
"I'll wait outside so you can get dressed," Dom said after she'd gone into the bathroom without saying a word to him.
*
Dom kept flipping his wrist to check the time, "we're going to be late at this point."
He raised his hand to knock on the door when it swung pen.
His jaw dropped to the floor.
"Sorry, I take my time in the shower."
Dom's eyes raked through her body, she was in a black form fitting gown, all her curves were accented through the outfit.
"You look gorgeous Ivy, I mean it," he was star struck.
She shrugged one shoulder, "you don't look too bad yourself, I'll send a staff to come get my things, thanks for the night."
"Sure," he said, trying not to seem too distracted by how beautiful she was.
*
The shareholders meeting had been successful, Ivy had booked her own hotel room by now.
There was a celebration tonight in honor of the success of the meeting at a simpler hotel.
Ivy sat alone and bored watching all the other rich delegates chat away and drink, everyone looking like money threw up on them.
"I'd rather be home with my baby," she sighed.
Avril's call came in. Ivy left the loud room and headed outside.
"Hi baby, I've been so busy, I wanted to call you earlier, how are you feeling now?"
"Same old," Ivy shrugged.
"I'm so sorry about the entire hotel thing."
"It's fine, I promise."
"You sure?"
"Yes, yes."
"Were you able to find a new hotel room?"
"I'm fine Avril that's all that matters, where's Dalton?"
"Sleeping now, he's fine Ivy, stay a few more days, get some fuck in, you need it, it's been a while."
Ivy rolled her eyes, "I get enough fuck with my fingers, thank you, I'll call you later, I better get out of this dumb party."
Ivy hung up and the moment she turned around, there was a huge man standing there with a creepy smirk on his face.
"What do you want?" She snapped at him.
"I couldn't help but notice a fine woman walking on her own out here, and I just happened to hear the finger story, I can change that you know," he was starting to move closer, even as she took steps backwards.
She opened her mouth to say something when all of a sudden, the man dropped to the floor.
She threw her hands over her mouth, "what the hell?"
Her eyes found Dom's where he stood behind the man.
The man held the back of his head as he got to his feet, "blood... I'm bleeding, motherfucker, what the hell is your problem?!"
Ivy noticed the broken wine bottle in Dom's hands. Dom threw the bottle to the floor, taking a handful of the man's shirt and pinning him against the wall.
He threw multiple punches at the man who was overpowered.
Ivy's eyes widened in shock, at this rate, this man would drop dead.
"Dom, stop..." She called but he was clouded by his anger, hitting the man on repeat.
"Dominic!" She called on top of her voice.
His gaze softened as it met hers and he let go of the man like he was trash.
Holding her at arms length, he asked in a low voice, "are you okay?"
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The Billionaire Wants Me Back |18+|
عاطفيةIvy Ivrine was betrayed by her billionaire boss and now that she wants nothing to do with him, he's back six years later and wants nothing but to have her as his own.
