The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1930

Ivy squirmed with every ounce of strength left in her, her mind racing back to Balfour. How she regretted lying on the phone! Maybe, just maybe, if she had told the truth, Balfour would have come to her rescue.

Heat washed over her as she struggled, her vision blurring, her head spinning. “This drink…” she muttered under her breath.

“How do you like it? Feeling hot, huh? Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll take real good care of you soon enough!” Vincent sneered triumphantly, moving closer with each word.

Ivy stumbled backward, her body feeling like a dead weight.

Who could possibly save her now?

Elsewhere, Balfour had downed a couple of beers back in his buddy’s VIP booth, but he couldn’t shake off a persistent unease. The image of Ivy toasting that sleazy old man played on his mind, stirring up a strange agitation.

His phone buzzed. It was Quinton.

“Mr. Howard, I’ve dug into that mess from the other night. Turns out it’s just as Ivy said. Her sister set her up to sleep with some big-shot investor. Ivy wandered into the wrong room because she was plastered, no one pushed her towards you.”

remembered the crumpled

he stood, heading

hell are you off to, Balfour?” a friend

threw over his shoulder without turning back.

You just had one,” his friends murmured

booth where he had last seen

BAM!

Ivy’s consciousness slipped away, she thought she saw Balfour’s silhouette.

a desperate hallucination; Balfour

Don’t touch

woke with a start, her scream fading as she sat bolt upright to find herself in a spacious,

a hotel suite. The bathroom light was on, the sound of running water indicating someone was showering.

spiked wine, her body had felt on fire, and when Vincent made his move, she had

the clutches of that repulsive man after all?