Ivy’s eyes shimmered like a pool of clear, gentle water. “So… you were forced?”

“Willingly.”

“You better be.” Ivy puffed up her cheeks, thinking about his so-called ‘first love.’ “Or I swear I’ll punch you to death one day.”

“Mrs. Lancaster is that tough, yet still got stabbed?”

She really wanted to get up and punch this jerk right now!

Whoever falls for him is a freaking ...