Ivy’s POV.
“How do you feel about that?” he asked, leaning on the wall in the enclosed room high in the tower.
“What do you mean? How do you expect I felt?” I responded trying to neglect the fact that I actually enjoyed the whole thing even though it was a quickie.
“Come on, Ivy, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that session. I put everything I had into that, and I saw the way you moaned.”
“What do you mean? In fact, can we just stop talking about the whole s*x thing? I promise I will never do anything like that again, never. What brought you here then Donald? Or you just came to try out your one-night stand with me and now feel happy it worked?”
“I swear on my life, that’s not what I wanted; I promise I came here to proclaim something special to you, Ivy. There’s a potential war h
