“One… purpose,” she echoed. Silas caught her stare. “Ivy—” “Right, yes, of course. I mean, it’s part of our bargain. Part of my employment. So, obviously—” “Ivy,” he repeated, cutting off her verbal spiral. “It may be part of our bargain, but like I said, I will not touch you unless explicitly asked. Everything done will be negotiated and discussed beforehand, and you are allowed to stop it at any time.” Swallowing, she nodded.
