Ivy looked away, avoiding James' kiss. Again James laughed softly. Not at his wit's end, James stuck out his tongue, licking his fiancé's cheek.
Ivy tried to dodge and fight, she tried to poke James in the groin with her knee.
"Don't even try!"
But James was too tough for a girl like Ivy to take down. With only one hand, James could stop his fiancé's knee thrust before hitting his crotch.
James smirked "Wanna playing hard, huh?"
James dragged Ivy and led the girl into the room.
"Let go of me!" Ivy tried to struggle, releasing her hand from James's firm grip. "I hate you!"
"I don't care," James chuckled, he open the bedroom door and pushed Ivy into the room.
Ivy fell to the floor on the thick, soft rug.
"Besides," James said with his hands on his waist. "No matter what happens, still… you'll be mine."
James with a haughty attitude showed the ring in his left hand. The same ring is also in Ivy's left hand.
