Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

There were maids in their grey uniform, with something like a white apron attached to it, running around the whole place and fixing things.

It wasn’t rowdy, they moved orderly, but something felt a little off right from when she had stepped in.

When she started taking to the chef about her dinner, she realized thay the reason for this was that the Master was home.

Without saying a word, she snuck out of the kitchen and headed right to the hallway that she had been told not to go.

Chris would be so glad to see her.

Ah, also the training period was over.

Tonight could really get a little steamy.

Or a lot steamy.

Which ever way.

She wanted it to be a lot though but as long as it was steamy, she was good.

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For a place that should be forbidden, why was it so damn easy to navigate? All she had at the map, was a glance and boom, here she was.

She found the door to the Master’s room without much stress. The lock on her door was the same as his, so it was way too easy for her to slip in after punching in the passwords.

It was almost as if the Universe was begging her to step in.

She was certain once he saw her, that marriage contract would hold forever. She would be Mrs DeCastle. She wondered how she would have to break the news to her parents. Her Mother would surely be happy but she couldn’t be certain about if they would both be mad at her for keeping the secret for so long. Her Father might not be mad though, maybe hurt.

Certainly hurt.

Anyways, when she got to that bridge, she would cross it.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Besides, she hadn’t even talked to Chris yet, why was she worrying about that now.

She should do that later.

The moment she stepped in, the felt a little dazed with how overly clean the room was.

She hadn’t taken Chris for a perfectionist like this? At this point, did she even know her husband? Why was he so different from the person he had showed her, right now?

The sound of water rushing in the bathroom made her feel at ease that she knew where he was. All she had to do was wait for him to be done. She was tempted to step into the bathroom and surprise him there but she decided against it. In here would be better. Besides she had to prepare herself for what to say and, also there was a room waiting to be admired.

The walls of the room were white, but not blinding white, it was obvious that the painters had gotten a little creative and mixed it with blue. They splitted the whole wall into two, the lower part full grey and the upper part the mixture, then again, Ivy couldn’t be sure those colors were even correct, because of the blue small lights in the ceiling.

That was a whole aesthetic on it’s own.

The ceiling.

Brilliant night sky with twinkling stars filled it, one part of the wall was unpainted and had a realistic gushing waterfall there, the water moved down to the– goodness oh, the floor! It looked like it was a body of moving water ubcdernearg her, although it wasn’t moving at all.

None of it was real, but this artistic beauty had a realistic feel to it.

She loved it.

In fact, now that she was here, and had seen this, she doubted if she would want to go back to the room assigned to her again– as if Chris would even let that happen.

She knew that the moment he would lay his gaze on her tonight, they would certainly get busy. The only kind of busy she liked.

The room was large, four of her own bedroom could fit in this. Why did a bedroom have to be this big? There were different things in the room though, like the changing room and some other useful corners. The four walled place, felt like it’s own world, having in it everything needed.

She walked over to the bed and admired it gigantic size, she hoped it felt as good as it looked. A smile stretched across her lips, catching the sight of the suit she had bought for him as a valentine gift. It was laid across the bed.

She wondered where he could possibly be headed to minutes after his flight.

Probably one of those meetings again. Did he never rest?

Her hand moved over the suit to pull it over and sniff it in but the click from the bathroom door made her drop it, her legs moving fast to the bathroom’s door.

“Surprise!”

Without thinking twice, she hopped on the broad back still dripping with water, her hands held him tightly to herself while her legs curled around his waist, although her hands couldn’t quite make it around him like they used to.

“It’s wifey.” She said in a loud cheerful tone, her eyes shut tight.

The hand that grabbed her had no mercy. It tossed her away immediately, pushing her to the front so she could face him.

She was half happy that he wasn’t entertaining any attention in that manner, and sad because he hadn’t know that it was her.

Couldn’t he smell her?

She thought vampires could do that.

“It’s me, Iv–”

Her gaze darted up to face him squarely and challenge him,  but her gaze stopped stilled below his waist and the words died in her throat.

When he had tossed her aside, his towel had come loose and dropped around his feet.

Yes, she was staring at his dick.

That flaccid cock looked nothing like Chris’s.

She would know her boyfriend’s dick anywhere. She just knew that she would, and that flaccid member she was staring at, wasn’t it.

Her gaze snapped upwards immediately and she sucked in a sharp breath.

That face wasn’t Chris!

In fact the whole body belong to someone she, unfortunately, knew.

“You!” The word pushed through her teeth, the anger she had brewing in her, plain in that one declaration.

The cold eyes on her had no emotions, just like the day at Glam Shopping Mall. Of all places to meet the man that she had slapped and had left her a threat, it just had to be in her husband’s room.

Goodness, he must be here to execute his threat on her.

Well, well, well.

Wasn’t she in trouble?