As Alaric listened to Hazel's rehearsed speech, his predatory gaze remained locked intensely on Ivy, making zero effort to hide his staring.
“A meal is fine, but she needs to play a few holes with me first.”
Saying that, he tossed his golf club directly at Ivy.
Ivy caught it on reflex, completely bewildered by whatever game this man was playing.
Dragging her away in front of everyone at the Rhodes' banquet was one thing, but pulling a stunt like this right in front of Hazel and Xavier?
Wasn't he worried they would figure out their relationship?
Ivy truly couldn't decipher his thought process. He insisted on keeping their marriage a secret, yet deliberately tangled with her in public.
It was utterly baffling.
“Huh?”
Hazel was visibly shocked.
She had brought Ivy along to give her private time with Xavier, not to play caddy for this CEO.
Fearing Ivy would be bullied, Xavier quickly stepped in.
“Alaric, Ivy doesn't know how to play. Why don't I play a round with you instead?”
“Why would I want a grown man to keep me company?”
Alaric kept his eyes fixed on Ivy. “You don't know how to play, right?”
Ivy nodded.
Alaric beckoned her. “Come here. I’ll teach you.”
Ivy obediently started to walk over.
But Xavier blocked her path, looking at Alaric.
“Alaric, my sister genuinely wants to thank you. If you don't want to accept it, that's fine, but there's no need to make things difficult for Ivy.”
However, the more fiercely Xavier defended Ivy, the more furious Alaric felt.
And the more he felt the need to prove a point.
His expression turned noticeably somber as he stared at Ivy and asked in a low, dangerous tone.
“Am I making things difficult for you?”
Ivy took a deep breath and looked at Xavier.
“Xavier, I’m fine.”
Then, meeting Alaric's gaze, she continued to play along.
“I can play a round with you, but after we’re done, you have to apologize to my sister. You dragged me away last time without ever giving her an apology.”
“Deal.”
“You really never learn, do you? Sneaking out behind my back to meet another man. If I don't make you cry tonight, I’m not your husband.”
Ivy could feel the deliberate, possessive pressure of his body against hers.
She shifted uncomfortably.
“Aren't you worried they'll see? Besides, I only came because I knew you were going to be here. Hazel said she wanted to thank you for saving her life.”
“I was terrified she had a crush on you, so I wanted to come see the situation for myself.”
Otherwise, she wouldn't have bothered showing up.
This jerk of a man was threatening to punish her without even asking for an explanation.
And he was doing it in broad daylight, with her sister standing right there.
Hearing her explanation, the knot in Alaric's chest instantly smoothed out.
“So you only came because of me?”
Ivy let out an annoyed scoff, her face falling into a pout.
“Let me go.”
She stomped hard on his foot.
Now fully understanding the situation, Alaric finally released her—but not before his hand delivered a firm, unapologetic squeeze to her rear.

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