Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

“And this?” Ivy stepped out of the dressing room, and twirled around in her sleeveless white dinner gown. Stopping in front of Chris who was seated on the edge of the bed, in his yellow T-shirt and pair of black jeans.

They had gone out today to the Amusement pack finally, then they went to a restaurant after.

Right now, they back at home, Ivy was trying out the dresses she bought on the day she had seen Chris in the car, while Chris was grading the dresses.

“What do you think?”

“I think you are starting to get me hot and bothered.”

Ivy leaned forward towards him, a smile stretching across her lips, her right thigh making it out of the slit of her dress, as she knelt on the bed in-between his open legs.

“What happened to all the numbers you were giving before?” She whispered in his ear, while tracing something invisible. When she moved away from his ear and looked at his face, his eyes were glowing red.

Was he going to feed from her again?

Something warm tingled across her skin at the thought of how pleasureble him feeding from her had been the last time.

Oh goodness, she couldn’t wait!

He placed a hand on her bare back, moving it up and down, then his lips sealed against hers in a kiss. She placed a hands by the side of his neck, kissing him back.

When they pulled away, her voice was breathing and her chest was raising and falling from how breathless she was.

“I’m not done trying out all my dresses yet,” she whispered, pressing her forehead against his, her eyes closed.

“Then I’m sure you wouldn’t might me helping you out of this one.”

His fingers drew circles on her bare bare and she gasped, her hands slipped around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Then his phone started ringing, she looked back at it, picking it from the table behind her and handing it over to him.

“It’s Jett. You should tell him you don’t need those Life Sources anymore.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He beamed, taking the call as she withdrew from him to search for the next dress to try on.

“What?!” Chris flung up to his feet immediately. “No way!”

Ivy frowned looking back, the brown dress she planned on trying on still in her hands.

“Good, I’ll be waiting.”

“What is wrong?”

He didn’t answer, instead he started moving around, picking a thing or two then adjusting his cloth, like as if he was leaving.

“Is everything alright?”

“It is, you don’t have to worry. I can deal with it.”

Then he held her wrist, pulling her towards the door.

“We have to get going now.”

“We are leaving? How about my dresses? What is going on?!”

“Nothing. You don’t have to bother yourself. Everything is fine.”

In a flash, they were on the rooftop.

Ivy felt dizzy as Chris helped to steady her to her feet.

Then they got to an open rooftop. It was cold here and she hugged herself, rubbing her hands against her shoulders from the cold.

Looking around at the sky and the other tall buildings around them, that now looked a little shorter, she asked, “what are we doing here, Chris?”

“We are waiting for Jett and the rest.”

“Why?” This was starting to really annoy her. “You have to explain things to me. I’m so confused.”

He was pacing around, looking up at the sky in expectation.

“I can’t believe he is back,” he muttered angrily to himself as he passed by Ivy and she caught that.

“Who is back?”

“What?” He turned to her, being brought out from his train of thoughts.

“You said someone is back.”

He sighed, nodding.

“You look so disoriented. What is going on?” She demanded firmly this time around.

“My brother is back.”

“And what is bad about that?”

Whatever Chris said next was drowned out by the sound of a descending helicopter, that landed safely on the roof.

The light felt almost blinding.

Soon after, someone stepped down from the helicopter.

“He is back.” Jett said looking a bit flattered for a second. “Hey, Yours Girl.”

“Can someone just tell me why that is bad?”

“Nothing for you to worry about,” Chris assured her once again as he walked away with Jett to a side.

Well, she might be minding the ‘whole keeping secrets for her own good’ thing now.

She wanted to eavesdrop by following them but someone stood in front of her, blocking her path.

She looked up quickly, shocked at who she saw.

It was the Butler!

The very one she had thought to be dead all these while.

“You?”

“Good evening, Sire’s Woman.”

“I… thought you were dead.”

“I am,” he said blankly.

“No, I mean. I thought Elsa finished you off.” Well, that sounded weird, so she quickly added. “Not that I want her to, just that I didn’t see you around and I thought…” Her voice trailed off and she was quiet for a couple of seconds, bit making an attempt to say anything more.

Only then, did he speak.

“I understand. Newly turned aren’t usually strong. It’s an exception that she was strong enough to knock me out.”

“Maybe, it was a coincidence. Maybe you were just… weak?”

She whined internally at that when she saw his eyes glinting red.

She really shouldn’t have said that last part, but she knew she safe. No harm could come upon her, Chris was near by.

“Coincidence? It doesn’t exist. There is always a reason. Vague or obvious but it’s always there.”

She nodded.

“I never got a chance to say this. Thank you for saving my life.”

“You are most welcomed.” Then he brought his folded hands in front of him. There was a jug in one hand and tea cup in the other. “Tea?”

What?!

Did he take that with him everywhere? On the helicopter too?!

This butler was really strange.

“I—”

“Princess!”

Elsa rushed out to her, pulling her into an embrace and Ivy hugged her tightly in response.

She hadn’t changed so much, just that her hair was now fully black and she was wearing a black leather jumpsuit. Jumpsuits weren’t usually her style.

Ah, she had really missed her.

“Look at you, dying from how much you’ve missed me.”

“Elsa!” Jett called from a distance, waving his hand in the air, showing her his wrist watch.

That was signal for her to hurry up.

She nodded in response then looked back at Ivy.

“I want to spend so much time with you because of how much I have really missed you, but I have to go.”

Ivy quickly held her hand before she could even made the attempt to move away.

“Where are you going? Where is everywhere rushing to?”

“There will be a meeting. I’m not supposed to tell you this but…” She grunted, her veins showing by her neck, like as if she was in pain. “Someone just arrived, the Sire’s brother and the meeting has something to do with something they have been trying to put off for a long time, a newly turned that is–ah!”

“Elsa, are you okay?”

“I just have to be there bec–” she crashed to her feet, holding her throat in pain, her eyes turning red.

“Oh my goodness! Elsa what is wrong?!”

Ivy’s heart raced with fear and she looked around for help.

Then Chris appeared out of nowhere, his hand around her wrist as he yanked her up to her feet, his eyes glowing red, his fangs peeping out from the corners of his lips.

“I warned you!”