Chapter 102: Maid ?
"No!" Ivy declined. She couldn’t understand how a dinner suddenly reached the point that now she was going to become Silas’s wife. "I can’t!"
Even if she had changed the future, her jinx was still there. If they become husband and wife, they will stay together for a long time, won’t he be harmed at that time?
"Ivy, you aren’t in the position to decline." Silas reminded, his gentle voice echoed in her ears, "You owe me. Compared to my death, doesn’t becoming my wife just seem a normal compensation?"
"That..." That did make sense. Ivy was speechless and didn’t know how to argue back. For the first time, she realized that her thought process was completely different from Silas’s.
Her heart was pounding at the thought of marrying Silas, but more than that, she was worried. Finally, she tried to negotiate,
"How about this... I will become your maid?"
"Hm? That won’t do. Maid? I never hire maids because my standards are very high. You see, I just don’t want a maid who can clean the house, I want one who will stay by my side 24/7 and let me have her whenever I want."
As Silas said, he stood up and slowly walked up to Ivy, turned her chair toward him, and leaned toward her face. His hot breath landed on her face, and he continued,
"Tell me. Can you do it? Let me f*ck you in the kitchen, guest bedroom, master bedroom, and even my military office."
Thump. Thump.
Ivy could feel her heart pounding, and she tried to ignore the heat pooling in her lower body. Was Silas always like this?
’Maybe he is just threatening me so that I listen to him. He will never do anything against my permission.’