Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

Lying can sometimes become real. If what she had been on before wasn’t something worthy of the name ’emergency trip’, well, this certainly was.

Hah.

Who could have thought that when she was calling all her loved ones and telling them lies about her unavailability, she wasn’t actually telling them lies but foretelling the future.

Wow.

Maybe that was her ability.

Foretelling?

Being with supernaturals must have rubbed off on her and made her special too.

Hah. She wished!

It had all happened so fast.

One moment she was in her room, in the bathroom’s towel, looking at all the dead bodies littered on the floor and Master’s shoes prints across it the spilled blood. Then the next, she was in a first class hotel in Ubia, next to the Master and his girlfriend as they checked into the hotel, having servants behind them carrying all their luggages while his girlfriend smiled and smiled like an idiot.

Maybe she was still going through shock.

It looked strange.

As for Ivy, well, she third wheeled.

Third wheeled!

A whole Ivy Romina Rominez third wheeling.

Not just that she third wheeled, but she THIRD WHEELED, third wheeled in more ways that she could ever imagine.

She was forced to lodge into the same room as they were. It was a reserved room, so there was only one bed.

Fortunately, the room was large enough and the sofa was heaven.

There was only one problem though.

The MOANS.

So loud!

Every whisper, every smack, every single cry, every grunt, every single sound, seeped into her ears no matter how much she tried to block them with her hands.

Ivy missed her phone, she had lost it in the whole werewolf battle and by the time one of the Bodyguards who had cleaned up, had handed it to her, it was an unredeemable mess.

Better for her to just get another.

Well, it was good she had called her family and told them that she was unavailable, but Chris! Goodness! If he tried to reach her and she was totally unavailable, he would freak out.

She didn’t want to talk to him for now because she was angry but the idea of the means being totally ripped from her was different from the idea of her being the one to deny it.

She really hated this. She had better get a new phone tomorrow and–

“Yes! Please, Master. More!”

“No. Touching.”

“I’m sorry, Master. I so sorry, sir. I won’t do that again.”

Ivy rolled her eyes, sinking deeper into the sofa.

She really didn’t ask for this. She already knew about their crazy relationship, why must she have an in on their sex life too?

Oh, no.

She shut her eyes, playing mindlessly with the ring with the gem that the Master had now told her to wear all the time.

Another moan slipped into her ears and she let out a sigh of frustration, like the weight of the world had been placed on her chest and suddenly she couldn’t breathe and at the same time she could, but the amount of breathing she was doing wasn’t just enough to be considered breathing.

Could she just die? She was already one step close, she could just go all the way.

When she heard them wanting to go another round, she couldn’t hold it anymore.

Despite her fear from seeing how crazy he and whatever his kind were, words ranged out from th depth of her throat as she voiced out her displeasure, backing it up by her request to get another room. An intention she had made clear before she had been forced to share this room with them in the first place.

An excuse she was sure wouldn’t work but in this type of situation, what could a poor girl like her do?

This hotel was a level of rich that she couldn’t afford and the black card she had with her, was the Master’s.

He wouldn’t let her use that.

“Ma’am.” There it was, that annoying voice.

She wished she could wrap her hands around his neck and strangle him.

“I apologize for this little inconvenience.”

Little inconvenience?!

“I understand how uncomfortable you might feel.”

The sudden urge to peek from above the sofa she was burying herself into, and catch a glimpse of the position he was saying this, just to see how understanding he was, jumped at her.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

But something told her whatever she would see would be something that would make her much more uncomfortable than she was right now.

So, she resisted the urge.

“But I can’t keep you out of my sight. Although it had been confirmed that you were the only one attacked in my House and no other shady activities is in sight for now, I am in no mood to take any more risks.”

Wow, he ended that firmly. His voice was calm and clear, it almost convinced that he had nothing to do with all the sex noises she had been hearing.

His girlfriend moans seeped into her ears again.

Ivy folded her arms across her.

Wow, so they were really going another round and she was doomed, just like the first time, to be an audience to this insane intimate display.

They must have zero knowledge on privacy.

His girlfriend moaned again and Ivy heaved a sign of defeat, taking another shot of the alcohol.

Hopefully, she would get drunk enough and pass out.

Ah, This had to be a Punishment. A way the Universe was punishing her for something she had probably done in the past. That was most likely it because why would she have to experience this?!

“Who has been a bad girl?”

Could he just shut up, his voice was echoing in her drunk brain.

“I have. I have, Master. Please, punish me.”

Now they were just being sick.

“I am, Master. I am.” A growl, like he was some beast. Maybe he was. Oh goodness, maybe he was.

Was she even safe?

Another shot.

‘Pass out Ivy, please just pass out.’

But luck wasn’t finding her attractive tonight, and she stayed as sober as anyone who was drinking this much alcohol could ever be.

“I deserved to be punished. Yes, punish me. Punish–“her voice became muffled.

“Don’t worry, Zinej. I going to give you all the punishment you deserve. You won’t misbehave again.”

That was it.

They should just kill her after this because what could possibly be worse than what had befallen her tonight?