Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

Well, Ivy discovered what worse could thing could befall her because her misery didn’t end. Instead it followed her into the next day.

The got up quiet early, which meant she had to do the same, her head aching a little from bringing over.

After breakfast, they got into the car and the third wheeling spree continued. Ivy was lucky she felt better, in fact, she felt it was lucky for them that she was better. Being in a moving car while been hung over always made her feel really sick.

So, yes, they were lucky she wasn’t.

There wasn’t a place they went together that she wasn’t forced to tag along.

Did they treat her like she was invisible?

Absolutely.

They did everything they wanted to do even if she was there. Shopping sprees with him helping her with the dress zippers? Definitely.

Not just that, but many more things.

It was as if she didn’t even exist.

Thankfully, there was no overly sexual or intimate activity like she had witnessed in the hotel room.

The Master must not be big on PDA.

Well, that was a relief. At least she wouldn’t be facing the turtore she faced last night as long as they were in a public space.

Except that her relief wasn’t complete.

There was one thing Ivy was absolutely woruied about.

The place.

This was Ubia, the country her parents had flew to and were presently in. She wouldn’t have been worried at all, but this parts was where her parents had recently opened a couple of restaurants.

There was nothing the as terrifying as fearing that she would run into her parents.

Yes, it was more terrifying than all what she had experienced yesterday joined together.

What would she tell them?

So, therefore, while they had been at the shopping mall, she had also shopped for some things too.

A purple scarf.

Sunglasses and a nose mask.

She could have bought a couple of black gloves to go along with the purple sweatshirt and black jeans but that would look to suspicious. What if the Master asked her who she was hiding from? He was dangerous and she didn’t want to start discussi g her life and the people in it with him. Hopefully he didn’t know them, just like he didn’t know her until Girald had introduced them. She also hoped that the fact that she dressing in a way that wasn’t quite her style would be enough not to call the attention of her parents.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

All day, Christopher had been on her mind and several times she had wanted to call him but she still didn’t have a functional phone and so she couldn’t.

The car finally came to an halt, and Ivy’s eyes went wide at where the car had stopped.

De Taste.

No fucking way.

It was one of the new restaurants!

Ivy couldn’t tell when she had stepped out of the car and into the restaurant, she ensured to walk boldly though, at the same time ensuring that she didn’t call attention.

What if her parents were inside paying all their establishments that random visit they always paid them?

Surprisingly, the restaurant was empty, except for the staff.

It turned out the Master had booked the whole restaurant for the whole day.

Christopher would never do that. He would say that it was careless spending.

Contrary to what she thought, she had to sit at the same table with them. Well of all things she was forced into enduring today, this wasn’t all that bad.

The food was good, the wine helped her zone them out and since the Master wasn’t really into PDA, she didn’t have to deal with some privacy inconvenience that could happen at a table.

“Stop it.” The Master’s made her jump lightly. She had been lost in thought.

Stop what?

“But I really want to–”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Zinej. You know I don’t do public spaces.”

Her hand move from underneath the table and she pressed them flat on the round table. It made Ivy wonder where that hand had been a moment ago.

“But, Master, how about the trill of getting caught?”

“Keep quiet.” His knife sunk into the fried piece of chicken on his plate. “You are making our guest uncomfortable.”

Wow, how considerate.

“Oh, don’t mind me. After everything I have seen, this is nothing. And the moans I have heard. This is nothing.” Ivy flashed them an overly wide grin, ignoring the shiver that went down her spine when the Master looked at her through those blank eyes of his.

She took another drink from the glass, the red color of the wine reminding her even more of Chris.

She staggered up to her feet, chuckling.

Thank Goodness.

She was finally getting drunk.

This was the kind of thing she needed yesterday, but right now was still good.

She could accept it.

“Bathroom break.” She giggled, walking off, but the sound of boots after her made her stop abruptly.

Yes, the Master had come along with a couple of his bodyguards.

“Stop!” She gestured with her hand before her gaze found the Master quickly.

“It’s a female’s bathroom. Hello?”

“Zinej, please accompany her.”

The chair moved against the floor as the elegant lady stood up.

“Do I get a reward after this?” Her long red nails clicked against the table as she smiled suggestively.

Goodness, there was red everywhere.

Reminded her so much of Christopher. Strangely her need for him sexually had seem to reduce or maybe she just missed him so much that it seemed insignificant compared to how her whole heart ached with his absence.

Ah, She missed him.

Missed him so much.

She was still angry but that didn’t stop her from missing him.

“Anything you want.”

Zinej gave a suppressed squeal, like that was the greatest thing anyone could ever offer her in the world. With quick steps, she passed by Ivy, leading her to the bathroom like she was a kid that couldn’t figure out her left from her right.

Ivy huffed in annoyance.

How much of this madness could she endure before her body would just refuse to take it anymore and collapse?

Anytime soon would be nice.