Keep Your Distance, Mr. Warrington!

ged with a swift step back as he raised his hand. Unexpectedl

. Ivy tilted her face up to Cecil, her frown a silent

a hint of mischief, his sensual lips barely movin

y's spine, freezing her in place. Their cheeks brushed

, "Snagged yourself a pretty boy so soon, huh? Parading as a

Do you really think you

ct for her grandfather, she wouldn't

was soft, his hand

smile, exuding a chilling aura, "Your taste i

d with his cologne, her cheeks flu

d to command the high ground, his gaze smoldering with

ed up looking more deflated than ever. He scoffed at Cecil, arrogance d

thin. Before Hugo could even brace himself, he was sent f

se. This man's reflex

ow who I am?" Hugo spat from the ground, his face

on her face, though her eyes kept stealing g

eir so-called deep bond. Could the old saying be true? A

, his presence chilling. The sheer forc

ble chill, his bravado

rough various shades of dismay, a smirk formed on h

the age-old philosophy of minding one's own business. Only a

perfection, "Ivy, I know you resent me for Hu

. Why would I resent someone for t

rical tear-squeezing act with disdain. As if anyon

her voice dripping with self-pity

positioned himself protectively in front of Elise, disgust writte

ze narrowing with an unmistakable hint of

't be so gentle!" He declared, making Ivy

rish chest, her face flushing a deeper shade of red. The surroun

wed defiance, "Brave words, offending someone beyond your paygrade

ed, was itching for r

his fingers playing with Ivy's hair, as if the

Hugo, "Warrington Group... it's

er in an instant. He knew all too well the weight that name car

, here

nd Ivy, clenched her dress, green with envy. How could I

in a mocking smile, "Before I decide whether Sinclai

ance evaporated, hastily dragging Elise awa

and still on her waist, she subtly pushed him away, her tone cooler

ser, Ivy losing her balance and falling into his a

habit of handsy advances, a