Little piggy

"Welcome, Mrs Kim" the maids chorused and Ivy smiled at them as she opened the door. They were so happy that Ian's bride couldn't speak at least if she was going to be heartless she wasn't going to order them about with cruel words.

Ivy was excited that she was surrounded by a positive staff, this was similar go the life she had at the orphanage. She made a heart sign with her fingers and the hearts of maids melted coupled with her beautiful face endowed with her heartfelt smile. This girl deserves more than a five star rating!

The bonding moment was cut short when Ian walked in.

"You there"he said, pointing to a maid and she stepped forward. "Take her to her room..the guards are bringing her luggage. The rest of you, get out and return to your duties!" He yelled and the maids scurried away.

Ian glared at her before heading upstairs, Ivy didn't mind him she simply stared at Amelia - the maid and brought out her device to type out a few words;

"I'm really pleased to meet you Amelia,my name's Ivy,can we be friends?"

" Master wouldn't -"

"Forget him, please show me my room," she typed and Amelia led the way to her new room situated downstairs. The house was really large with several rooms upstairs and a few down but Ian deliberately chose the room downstairs for Ivy because he felt that she would feel hurt because they weren't together.

The room was a blue themed one with a blue themed one with a blue bed, dressing mirror and closet. Ivy fell lazily on the bed ans and observed how Amelia carefully arranged her things in the closet.

She was really beautiful and she looked like she was in her thirties with a long curly blonde hair which she packed into a bun, a fine pair of brown eyes which Ivy admired and her neat red and white uniform.

Ivy stood up to change her clothes and she settled for a pair of denim shorts, black socks and a black hoodie. When she came out of the dressing room, Amelia giggled and Ivy looked at her with a raised brow.

"You shouldn't wear that.... you're married and it's your wedding night," she said and Ivy remembered that. The almighty wedding night but she wasn't in the mood for anything plus this wasn't an actual marriage so she wasn't going to foolishly give her body to that fool.

She returned to her bed and Amelia sat close to her.

"He loves you, he's just too blind to see that,"

" Who cares if he does? I'm hungry, "she typed and Amelia laughed again but her facial expression suddenly looked serious.

"I haven't told anyone this before,my son has mutism too, he's with his father. But we've separated and I lost custody because I don't have enough money but he didn't remarry and I get to visit my son twice a month,"

" Why don't you just resign and find a better job? "

"Pttft...a better job? 50,000$ a month, $600,000 a year.. I'm fine this is the perfect job, if you need anything I'm right here, dear, "she said, holding her hands and Ivy smiled at her. This mission was really going to work with the positive people here.

Ivy decided to spend her wedding night by watching a wrestling tournament in the living room. She laid on the couch, backed her head with a couple of fluffy cushions and stuffed her mouth with popcorn, chips and a bottle of chilled soda. She seemed to enjoy the violence and vulgar languages but this was one of things she wanted to try at the orphanage because a few friends bragged about how awesome it was.

She chewed on each popcorn with her gaze not diverted from the screen. She reached out for the cap of the bottle of soda and suddenly realized that someone was behind her. As expected it was - Ian who was patiently looking at her.

He was about to confront her but her slim long sexy legs made his hormones reconsider not making the wedding night a wedding night.

"Where's the TV remote?" He snapped and she sipped her soda before, taking it out of her of her pocket and fixing it back.

"Give it to me!" He yelled but she returned her gaze back to the TV and even laughed when a wrestler insulted another. He loved this show infact it was actually one of his favorites but he wanted to scare Ivy away just as he had planned.

"It's my house,my rules and my remote. You will obey because you're just a dumb voiceless freak, do you understand?" He asked and she stood up. He felt happy that she was going to run off and cry but she didn't, she headed to the kitchen and returned with a jug filled with milk.

After taking a sip and cleaning her creamy mustache, she dipped her hands in her pocket and brought out a small note pad, where she ripped out two sheets and scribbled a few words on each with her cursive style of writing. She folded them in square boxes and kept it on the table after shuffling them continuously.

Ian watched her do this with furrowed brows, this girl was more powerful than he thought, she was probably a robot or a secret weapon from the military.

"You want me to pick,in my own house?" He asked as she shrugged. Ian pinched the space between his brows before making way to couch he wanted to let her have her way first.

He sat close to her with a frown on his face before he picked one of the folded sheets and she followed suit, he noticed that she had taken off her ring and he felt a little bit empty that he kept his and she din't.

He opened his and it read ;[Leave the living room] but hers read [Get to keep the remote]. She smiled and did a small victory dance before tapping him to leave her couch.

Ian felt like a wolf in the story of the three little piggies no matter how he huffed and puffed this little piggy's foundation was solid.