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integra1127grimmreaper · 8 months

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You Made Me Love You

Ike Evans Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Warning: light angst, cheating, smut, swearing

Summary: You internally battle with yourself over your love for your boss. Inspire by - Patsy Cline's - You Made Me Love You.

"There she is... Miss..." Ike's voice rang out through room as Lauren practiced coming down the stairs in preparation for her bat mitzvah.

"Daddy... stop it" Lauren moans out in annoyance.

"Alright, I'm sorry... I'll stop" Ike responds, only to do it again.

"Vera..." Lauren complains, causing Ike to chuckle when Vera swats him against the stomach.

"Alright, I'm sorry..." Ike finally ceases, stepping toward her then.

"You just- you look so beautiful... I couldn't help myself."

Smirking at his silliness, you catch the quick look he shoots you but turn your attention back to Lauren when Vera steps closer.

"Can you do it, Lo? You'll be in heels..." Vera enquires.

"And five hundred people will be watching" you comment as well.

"Heels...?" Ike remarks in astonishment.

"Five hundred people?"

"And there'll be dry ice smoke" you mention nonchalantly.

"Just, you know... curling up over your ankles."

"Really...?" Ike deadpans.

"Dried ice smoke?"

"Pink..." you smirk, causing him to roll his eyes at you.

"Well, it all sounds wonderful" Vera happily remarks.

"C'mon..." Ike scoffs.

"Pink dried ice smoke...? It's a bat mitzvah, not a beauty pageant."

"Exactly..." you smugly nod.

"It's Lo's coming of age celebration; therefore, it has to be extra special."

"As entertaining as this is..." Vera butts in giggling.

"I have to go speak with the caterers. I'll leave you two to further argue over dried ice smoke."

"We're not arguing..." Ike sighs in response.

"If you so, love" Vera giggles, patting his chest and tipping upward for a kiss.

You stood internally cringing at the scene in front of you, a fake smile plastered on your face as you pretended it wasn't bothering you. But Ike knew better, he knew how much it bothered you. No matter how huge a smile you flashed everyone around you, he would always see right through it; your eyes... your eyes were the sign that gave away your true feelings.

To everyone that saw your smile, they would believe you to be happy, yet if they had taken the time to truly look into your eyes; they would instantly see the dead look in them whenever Ike and Vera showered one another with affection around you.

"Alright" you snap out of your thoughts the minute Vera left.

"I think we should practice the father-daughter dance a bit."

Ike throughs his back with a loud groan.

"As long as I don't have to dance in pink smoke..."

"Nope" you shake your head, flashing a broad smirk.

"For you, I'll make sure it's purple instead."

Ike shoots you a warning glare, while Lauren giggles her head off at his expense.

"This song's boring..." Lauren whines halfway through the dance practice.

"Well, why don't you pick another song then" you offer.

"You ok?" Ike asks whilst Lauren was going through the music choices.

"Yeah, I'm fine" you shrug off his concern, (knowing damn well that he wasn't buying your lie), yet you continue to pretend nothing was wrong.

"Hey..." Ike grabs your hand to turn you toward fully face him yet is interrupted then by the song Lauren had chosen.

"That's not the best choice for a father-daughter dance, Lo..." you remark, turning back toward her.

"But I love Patsy Cline" Lauren protests.

"Fine" you sigh, caving into her puppy pout.

"You can listen to it finish, then back to the original chosen song."

Lauren flashes you a bright smile, a little flicker of mischief appearing in her eyes then.

"This is a beautiful song to waste. Why don't you and Dad dance to it?"

"I don't think that's a good idea..." you hastily respond.

"Aw... c'mon" Lauren whines, flashing you those puppy eyes again.

"It's fine" Ike comments, taking hold of your hand and puling you into his arms to dance.

Letting out a tense breath, you rest your right hand onto his shoulder.

"Fine."

Lauren claps in victory as Ike pulls you flushed against him; forcing you to rest your head against his chest. Finally giving up the fight, you allow your eyes to drift shut as you let the music take over.

You made me love you I didn't want to do it I didn't want to do it You made me want you And all the time you knew it I guess you always knew it

This song was actually quite fitting for the situation with Ike; you never had any intention of starting an affair with Ike when you started work for him a year ago, and yet you were. Six months into a heavy, passionate affair.

You tried your utmost best to fight the attraction you had for him since day one, but Ike was a determined man when he wanted something and that something had been you. As hard as you fought to never give into your desires, Ike eventually wore down your defenses and before you knew it; you were hopelessly in love him.

You made me happy sometimes Sometimes you made me glad But there were times, dear You made me feel so bad

Although you were at your happiest whilst in his arms with how madly you were in love him, there were times of saddest too. Those were, whenever Vera was in his arms instead of you.

They say love makes you stupid, and stupid you most definitely were, stupid enough to fall in love a married man.

You made me sigh for I didn't wanna tell you I didn't want to tell you I want some lovin', that's true Yes I do, indeed I do, you know I do

This was never going to work; you knew it most definitely. If only Ike could realize it too. This was nothing but a fantasy, one that would end up in heartache.

This wasn't what you wanted; you wanted his complete love, you wanted a real relationship, not sneaking around with another woman's husband. Yet as much as you craved it, you didn't have it in your heart to break it off with him.

You wanted him to make the decision of being with you, instead of Vera on his own.

Give me, give me, give me What I cry for You know ya got the brand o' kisses That I'd die for You know you made me love you

The song had finished yet it hadn't immediately registered in your foggy mind, not until you feel Ike lift his chin off from where it had been resting on the top of your head.

Lifting your head from his chest, you're met with the dark lust filled stare Ike usually projects whenever he wants you.

"Ahem" you take a careful step back and turn to Lauren.

"I think that's enough for today, Lo."

A bit disappointed, Lauren silently nods, shutting the record player off.

"You coming Dad?" Lauren enquires, making her way to the exit.

"You go ahead, I need to discuss some stuff with Y/N" Ike responds, causing you physically cringe whilst you pretend to be tiding up.

You made me sigh for I didn't want to tell you I didn't wanna tell you I want some lovin', that's true Yes I do, indeed I do, you know I do

You hear his footsteps coming closer to you, and when they stop directly behind you, yet continue to ignore them.

"Sweetheart-"

"Not now, Ike" you cut him off, continuing to tidy up in silence.

"Baby, look at me" Ike pleads.

Shutting your eyes for moment and taking a deep breath, you finally turn toward him.

"What is it, Isa-"

You're cut off by his lips harshly slamming onto yours.

"Are you insane?!" you rip your face from his grip with a soft screech, frantically scanning the room.

"Someone could have walked in and seen us."

"Don't care" Ike shrugs nonchalantly, causing you to roll your eyes with a scoff.

"Well, I do. The Atlantis is brimming with enough whores, I don't want to be add to that list."

Ike scowls at you, growling out then.

"You're not a whore."

"Says you" you snort in retort.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Ike grabs your arm, dragging you along the corridor towards the restroom.

"What the hell are you doing?!" you scowl as he shut and locked the door after dragging you inside.

"Reminding you who you belong to" Ike growls, spinning you around toward the mirror.

Head spinning from the sudden movement; you grasp hold of the counter to steady yourself, eyes making contact with Ike's lust blown ones in the mirror.

"Ike-"

"Shut up" Ike pushes you roughly down onto the counter, grabbing at the waistline of your capri pants to tug it down, along with your panties.

"You're going to shut up, stay right there and take whatever I give you."

You stared wide-eyed at the angry look on Ike's face reflecting in the mirror as he hastily undid his pants.

"Next time you think of giving me the cold shoulder, remember one thing" Ike grits out, kicking your feet apart, leaning over you then to notch the head of his cock against your entrance.

"You're mine..." he utters out, burying himself in you with one hash snap of his hips.

"Fuck Ike..." you whimper out at the sting of him stretching you out.

"What did I tell ya 'bout speaking...?" Ike bucks roughly into you in warning.

You bury you face into your hands to stifle any noise, only to have Ike pull your head back up by the hair, to look into the mirror.

"Nuh-uh..." Ike tisks as he harshly thrusted in and out of you.

"You're going to watch as I fuck you. Remind you, who you belong to. Got it."

Biting into your lip; you stared silently into the mirror at the dark scowl on Ike's face, attempting a weak nod as he fucked you like a man on a mission.

"Jesus, baby, ya feel so fuckin' good..." Ike groans out, leaning further onto your back and gripping hold of your hands that was on the counter for better perch as he pounded into you from behind.

It was impossible for you to respond, even if you had been allowed; soft whimpers being the only thing you could muster as Ike's heavy breathing and grunts sounded off against the side of your neck.

Lifting his face from your neck, Ike flashes you a boyish smile in the mirror.

"You're my girl, aren't you...?"

Bitting into your lip; you nod at him in response, a loud whimper spilling from them as you feel your oncoming climax begin to build.

"Fuck..." Ike shuts his eyes with a loud groan as your walls contract around him, egging him into going harder, deeper.

"That's it, Baby... Cum for me. Cum around my cock!"

And just like that, on his command; your orgasm hit like a freight train. Eyes shut tightly, nails digging into your palms; you cry out loudly as you clamp down hard around him.

Ike lets out an animalistic like growl, doing something he had never before done, sinking his teeth into your neck and cumming deep inside you then.

Give me, give me, give me What I cry for You know ya got the brand o' kisses That I'd die for You know you made me love you

"You're mine... Never letting you go..." Ike breathes heavily against your neck as you both try to steady your heart rates.

"Ike..." you murmur in a broken voice as you stare wide-eyed at both your reflections the mirror. The image of him still lying on top of your back, still buried inside you, causing panic to rise within you.

Finally lifting his head, Ike stares silently at you in the mirror for a few seconds as the possible implications of what he had done hits the both of you.

Letting out a heavy sigh; Ike lifts off from you, causing both of you to hiss out as he gently removes himself from within you.

After having redressed in silence; Ike finally breaks it by pulling you tightly into his arm.

"We'll figure it out..." he states, pressing a kiss into your hair.

"Ok..." you manage to croak out through the lump that had formed in your throat.

Pulling back a bit, Ike cups your cheek as he stared deeply into your eyes.

"I Love You."

A broad smile spreads across your lips then as you stare back at him.

"I Love You too..."