Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

May Elsa forgive her for this.

She inputted the password as fast as she could, opening the chat and scrolling up till it finally stopped midway, allowing her to read the message.

“How is she?”

That had been a message from Chris. According to the timeline indicated below the message, he had sent this some days ago.

“She is drunk,” was Elsa’s reply within seconds.

There were a couple of voice notes sent back and forth before another message from Chris.

“You are at a Club!

I mean that is alright, she is free to do whatever she wants.

Just make sure she doesn’t end up with an abusive guy, a useless drunk or some player that is only after her money or some useless dude.”

Ivy’s eyes misted with tears as she read through the characteristics of the guy that he wanted Elsa to make sure she left the club with and that was if she really wanted to.

Then he ended the list with a “she is free to be with whosoever she wants though. Just make sure that person has all these characteristics. I don’t want her to get hurt or anything.”

“Yes, Sire.”

Then there had been another message  from him after five minutes. Like as if he had read the list and thought that it was a little too interfering.

“SHE IS FREE TO BE WITH ANYONE. ANYONE OF HER CHOSING.”

She scrolled up again, wondering when Elsa giving reports about her to Chris had started.

The first message had been from Chris, as she read it, the words made her heart terribly.

It was almost like as if she could hear his voice in her head, saying those words.

“I will not be seeing Ivy again. Please take the month off and be with her. It is going to rough and tough for us. So please, take good care of her for me.”

Then he had sent after some minutes

“There is Ginger tea in the kitchen cabinet. She is on her period and might need it for her cramps.”

This must have been the day the he had surprised her with a visit while she was dealing with her cramps.

Her eyes became blurry with tears, she scrolled through the messages quickly, arriving at the lastest one, that was the one that had been sent some minutes ago.

“Do you think she is fine? Like truly fine?”

Ivy wiped her tears off with her blanket, her throat was already getting choked with tears.

But before she could process her thoughts properly and thoroughly, another message popped up the screen. It wasn’t from Chris this time, instead it was from a group chat named, Blood House’s VIV.

What kind of name was that?

She had wanted to ignore the message, her intruding was enough, but her eyes caught a few words and she knew immediately that this chat was also about her.

“By the Blood, I wish I could strangle him! He had been so disoriented, the work is killing me. I’ve never hated being his second in command so much. He is still lock up in….”

That must have been Jett.

Since she was reading it from the pop up without fully opening the group chat, she couldn’t read the full message.

Then from another, “Why, with your sanity still very much with you, would you let go of a Potential?”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jett again, “His inconsistent feeding is starting to baffle me.”

“This just means more work for me. I want to say I don’t get paid enough for this but I do.”

Then there was a message from Chris, not part of the group chat.

“I need a reply, is she alri–”

“Snooping around!” The phone got snatched away from her. She looked up with her teary eyes to see a blurry view of Elsa standing right in front of her. She wiped her tears away quickly, shaking her head apologetically.

“That’s private,” Elsa frowned, dropping the box of pizza and ice cream on the table while she quickly went through her phone, her fingers firing be quick responses.

“I’m sorry, I–”

“How much did you see?” She looked up, putting the phone away.

They both knew they had been caught in something very awkward but no one was ready to address it.

Elsa had been caught giving back reports about her to Chris. She wasn’t angry about it though. Instead it made her feel better to know that he was having it hard, just as she was.

Then the messages had made her feel bad for the same reason.

Arggh!

She had also been caught snooping around too.

There were no innocent parties here.

“Not enough to change my decision,” Ivy forced a smile.

“O-kay,” Elsa said in an almost disappointed tone, returning Ivy’s phone that she had accidentally taken along with her a while ago.

Ivy excused herself after that, running up the stairs and straight to her room.

That statement had been a full blown lie.

She shut the door firmly, then paced around the room, her heart beating wildly in her chest.

He had been worried about her? Worried just as much as she had been worried about him.

He hadn’t even fed.

Fear surged through her veins at that thought.

Oh goodness! He hadn’t fed!

Wasn’t starving himself going to have adverse effect on him.

Her eyes widened at an idea.

She could fix that.

She grabbed her phone, clicking away on it, as she set up a date at hour later in the night, reserving VIP sears at her parents’ restaurant.

After that, she took in a deep breath and clicked on Chris contact, before she starting a message.

“Let’s meet.” Along with the text, she tagged an address.

Then she paused for only a moment, her finger hovering over the “send” button.

This was stupid.

Not just stupid.

Risky and stupid!

She knew.

But did she care? No.

Her decision was hurting them both and she was done playing pretend.

With a tap, she knew it was done.

Risky Text?

Sent.