Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

Anyways she would asked him when she would finally see him tonight, see him the very first time as her husband. He would have no need to hide because he would then realize that she was already in his world.

A wide smile spread across her lips and she leaned back in her seat with relief.

Just the imagination of how that would go down made her feel like everything was right with the world.

Like nothing could ever go wrong again.

The ride took more than an hour, but after a while, they arrived at the Villa.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Somehow this place managed to be grander and more luxurious than she remembered, maybe it was because of the lights that made it such a masterpiece at night.

Damn.

Wealth!

Also, the fountain didn’t seem to just be bringing out water but with a brilliant combination of colors glowing in it.

Wonderful.

She could get used to this kind of life. Some of these things were things her parents could afford, but her mother was a sought of economist. She hated unnessarily spending, the fact that their main account was a joint account with her Father’s didn’t really help matters.

Ivy was surprised though. Chris had seemed like someone who was careful with his money too. Or maybe that was just one of the personality he liked to put forward?

How many personalities did he even have? Was he alright?

“So, is the Master home yet?”

Considering that he took a flight, he should be. Except if he had some things to look into along the way.

“No.” Girald said, his voice cold and formal. Just like she remembered.

In fact, he hadn’t changed at all. He was still the bald, suited man with a cold and stern look that she had seen on her ‘wedding’ day.

She followed him up the stairs, remembering the room she had been guided to the first time she had being brought here.

She had been right, it was that exact room that had been prepared for her again.

She had, although, a moment ago, entertained the thought that they might have prepared another room, considering the fact that they had prepared that room when they thought she was the right bride, but there were many rooms at their disposal, this one would certainly not affect them.

“The walls are made–”

“I have no plans to escape.”

‘Take that! How did it feel to be interrupted midway now, ehn, Girald?’

She felt so proud of herself, she wanted to pat herself on the back for that successful comeback.

“Good.” Girald nodded, stiffly, turning away. “Have a lovely night, ma’am.”

“When will the Master be returning?”

Girald turned to her, clearly unsettled by her questioning.

Ivy threw a quick glance at the prepared room, her long, red painted nails clicking against the back of her phone.

“Tonight?” She arched him an eyebrow.

“Yes. Now, please, no further questions–”

“I’m hungry.”

Twice in a row.

Woh!

This felt good.

Damn, was she lucky!

His arms tightened across his chest, his voice still firm and controlled when he spoke.

“Then please, come down for dinner when you are ready. Whatever you want will be served.” With a gesture, he pointed to one side of the room, where a small table was. “There is a map, to help you navigate the villa, ma’am. Also, the left hallway is not to trespassed.”

Ivy rolled her eyes.

What in the Beauty and the Beast.

“Belongs to the Master?” She asked in a sing song tone.

“Yes, ma’am. Now, if you’ll excuse–”

“You’re excused.”

The door went slam immediately, but Ivy was lucky enough to catch a quick look of Girald’s tightly pressed lips in  restrained anger.

Ah, that felt absolutely ecstatic. She should shut him up more.

With no hesitation, she laid on the bed, tossing her bag to a side on the floor. She wanted to tell Elsa about this but she had to stop herself, she would be seeing her soon anyways, she could wait till then.

Good things come to those who wait.

Just like Elsa’s call.

Her phone was ringing, with Elsa’s name displayed on the screen.

She wondered why she was calling again but was also overjoyed that she could hear her voice again.

Elsa was still with Koel. They had arrived at MoonCity since a while ago.

“We are in a hotel.”

Ivy sat up immediately, folding her legs beneath her.

“Tell me it has one bed,” she squealed.

“It does.”

“No.” Her eyes widened in surprise and laughter bubbled from her throat.  “Don’t sleep on the floor, don’t—”

“Ah, by the Blood, Ivy. It was a just joke. We are taking separate rooms… annnnd separate beds.”

Her vibe remained though.

“You can’t argue you’ve been spending a lot of time with him lately.”

“He’s my teacher. The Sire placed me in his care. Jett would have been the one to do this but you know him. He’s busy and we don’t get along so well.”

“I don’t think that was it.” She leaned back in bed, moving her legs upwards playfully, brown gown slipping down to her waist. “I thought it was giving a hate to love vibe.”

“Yeah, because I’m one of your Romcoms.” She said with a chuckle that quickly wane out. “I have to go now. It seems I’m going to have a long day tomorrow. Also, I still have to train tonight.”

“Amryelsa–” that was a voice in the background.

Ivy’s eyes grew wide with surprise, not by the person but what the person had said.

“Koel just called you Amryelsa.”

“My Sire used to call me that too.”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

“You know what, no funny ideas and goodnight. Also, nothing is going to happen between Koel and I.”

“Yes, Mummy.”

“Goodnight, Princess.”

The line went dead and Ivy out down the phone on the phone, reaching for the map on the side table. How big was this place, it needed an entire map to navigate it.

The first place she had searched for on the map, was the dinning hall. It seemed like somewhere she could get to on her own.

She dropped the map with a huff, thinking about Elsa.

Up till the last moment she had dropped that call, she had taken shipping them together as a joke but what if it wasn’t. She would have to warn her best friend to avoid Koel because he already had a Potential in the past. The problem though, was his fixation on her. He was sti wrapped up in his grief and he didn’t seem to want a rescue. She would have to warn Elsa in order to ensure her friend wouldn’t get hurt.

One of the things Ivy could never successfully cheat on was her demanding appetite. It was that very demanding appetite that had pushed her right down to the dinning hall, but what she saw was nothing to fill her up.

At least not in the way she had thought she needed.