Chapter 30: When my worse nightmare shows up

Ivy’s pov

Oh my god, kill me now. It was Milo!

He had seen me touch myself while watching his best friend like some nymphomaniac! His face was flushed a deep, furious crimson, his eyes wide as he stared at the ceiling, anywhere but at me. He was blushing just as hard as I was.

"I-uh...I’m so sorry," I stammered in a mortified whisper. "I was just... I heard a noise, and I thought..."

Milo held up his hands, shaking his head. "No, no, it’s fine. Really. But you might want to... uh... leave before Tatiana sees you."

"Tatiana?" Was that the big busty blonde’s name?

Wasn’t that the person Milo had suggested Roman take to the Starlight ball? I glanced back to see she was getting off her knees, holding her bound hands out for Gideon to untie.

Good lord, she was stunning, with a body that could definitely stop traffic.

I mean Christ in heaven, those tits? Tatiana? More like Tittyana, because those titties could suffocate a man. While he untied the red scarf around her wrist, my greedy eyes drifted down to his still bobbing cock in the air.

How? I licked my lips. How was he still so hard?

Tatiana purred, running a hand possessively over his still throbbing cock.

"Aww, Gid, you missed me so much?" she cooed, taking the red silk scarf, using it to delicately clean her own lips before chucking it at the door- towards me.

It landed a few meters away from the door. My eyes flicked from it to her green eyes trained on Milo and me.

"Maid," she called out, her voice dripping with condescension. "If you’re done spying on your master, take that to the trash."

Was she talking to me?

She could not possibly be talking to me right now. I glanced over my shoulder to see if the Knights had hired another maid, but it was just Milo standing behind me, tugging at the collar of his shirt awkwardly.

I glanced back at her to see she was glaring daggers at me, running her fingers lightly over Gideon’s arms.

Her perfectly sculpted eyebrow arched and I swear her tits jiggled, I had no idea how raising an eyebrow made the babies swing, but it did!

"Are you deaf? Did you not hear me?"

Okay, maid or not, she had no right to talk to anyone like that!

"Oh my gosh, Gid, did you hire a faulty maid?" She chirped, and it sounded like tinkling ice cubes in a cup.

"You shouldn’t have hired a housekeeper until I arrived, really. I would have gotten you a perfect maid. What if this one’s riddled with all sorts of diseases and sickness? Or maybe she’s from those slums; she sure looks the part."

Wow. I didn’t think there was anyone more insufferable and annoying than Jake and Angel, but here I was standing face to face with one.

It sucked that she had such a banging body too. Insufferable people were supposed to be as ugly as they were on the inside. I sighed, facepalming mentally.

Maybe she wasn’t a bad person. Maybe she was just in a bad mood; there was no need to feel so strongly about her, right? I hardly knew her, and aside from the ridiculous desire to be the one so close to Gideon instead of her, I had nothing against her.

"Don’t just stand there gawking, girl. Pick it up. Unless you’re waiting for a written invitation." She strutted forward, kicking the cum soiled scarf my way.

Yep, scratch that, Tittyana was a total bitch!

"Tatiana, come on, lay off her," Milo murmured nervously, stepping slightly in front of me as if to shield me. "There’s no need for all that."

My gaze shot past him, straight to Gideon. The heated, possessive look he had leveled at me just moments ago was gone.

In its place was the cold, arctic look that I knew all too well. It was starting to feel like I had hallucinated the entire thing. But no, I hadn’t, right?

Hell, Milo had seen him looking at me. He didn’t say a word, though. He simply acted as if I didn’t exist, rising to his feet and smoothly adjusting his suit pants over his still-hard cock.

"Milo," he called in a flat and emotionless tone. "Come on in,"

Milo cast me an apologetic look before walking into the study.

Fine. He could pretend I didn’t exist. I would too, right after I brought him and his entire empire low.

The anger burning in my veins was very much welcome. How could I have gotten carried away again?

I turned to leave, furious with myself for still wanting, for still aching and pining after a cold statue of a man like Gideon Knight and his two insane brothers. I had to remind myself of my resolve. Nothing would stand in my way. I would get that ledger this week-

"Are you not going to clean this up?" Tittyana’s shrill voice called from behind me.

My shoes skidded to a halt, and with a scoff I glanced over my shoulder. "There’s a trash can right there. Since you clearly know how to swallow, I’m sure you can manage that too."

Tittyana sputtered, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, her humongous boobs rising and falling rapidly. I didn’t wait for a response.

I spun on my heel and stormed away, anger propelling me down the hall and all the way to the room I was given.

I slammed the door and leaned against it, breathing hard. I was so annoyed. Annoyed that my body still thrummed with a needy, unsatisfied ache. Annoyed that my mind kept replaying the sight of Gideon’s cock.

I was letting him get under my skin, dammit; I needed this to stop. The knights were incredibly hot, and they drove my body into a freaking overdrive, but this could not continue.

"Nothing will stand in my way," I whispered to the cream walls of my room. "I will get the ledger this week. I will."

As if on cue, the doorbell chimed through the mansion.

I sighed, pushing myself off the door. Of course. Something else to distract me. I headed back downstairs, past the foyer, and reached the grand front door, pulling it open with a polite smile.

"Hello, good day, how may I-"

The words died in my throat. Standing on the doorstep was exactly what would stand in my way. My tower of lies were about to come crashing down.