Desired by the Don

In the living room, Ivy sat on the floor completely dumbfounded and in shock about the girl Jason brought to their home. Her eyes stared at nothing in particular and her mouth partly agape as she envisioned the remaining days of her marriage.

It breaks her heart even more, knowing that today was their wedding anniversary and instead of him bringing a present for her, just like other couple do, he brought a strange woman.

"He even offered her a room? Who could she fucking be?" She finally spoke out absentmindedly.

"There is trouble a d you have got a fight." Eva said as she descended down the stairs, approaching Ivy, who had suddenly become aware of her presence.

"What do you mean?" Ivy asked, turning her head to look at her.

"Oh my! Have you been crying?"

"Me? What? No, I am not crying." She quickly responded, lifting up her hands to touch her face, only to realized that, tears was actually streaming down her face.

Eva smiled softly at her, rising up from the chair which she ha