Break My Heart

Ivan was Amelia's everything until he threw her away, but she wasn't going to take that. No sir. She'd show him what he'd given up. A story about moving on after your heart is broken. (Ivan x Fem Ame x UK). Based on the idea of Skip Beat!

(Semi-based on the manga "Skip Beat" which I also don't own. After heartbreak, it's not over.)

He was the most perfect, awesome, and wonderful man that had ever been. There was nothing that would change Amelia F. Jone's opinion on him. Ivan was her everything. One day she would be Mrs. Braginsiki.

That is, if she could keep his sister away from him. Amelia knew that other people, like her family, found him creepy and abusive, but to Amelia, he was a cuddly teddy bear behind that harsh exterior. She knew they shared a real love.

He appreciated her. He did. That's why when he asked her to come with him when he ran to their new life in England, she went without hesitation.

While he went through college, she did his laundry, the cooking, worked three jobs to pay for their apartment and his tuition fees, and so much more. Even though he often grumbled about her greasy cooking, he ate it.

A couple months ago, he got promoted from intern to Vice President at the company that had hired him. A great accomplishment and she was positive it was only a matter of time before he popped the question.

He was just so busy these days, rarely coming home. When things calm down he'll be home more, she assured herself. He was always staying over night at the office.

Tonight her triple shift at McDonalds had ended and rather than go home to an empty apartment, she decided to pay Ivan his first visit at his company. She knew it was late, but he would be there. There relationship was quite platonic. They didn't share a room as Ivan insisted that Amelia preserve herself for after marriage. She had blushed at those words thinking, "what a gentleman".

He kept promising as soon as he was finished settling into his new job and had saved up enough money for the future, which in Amelia's mind meant "their wedding", he would start helping out with the rent and such. Amelia, cheerful Amelia, ate up all his words.

Standing outside the tall, Rusca Enterprise building, she spotted a pay phone nearby and wondered if maybe she should call ahead. Nah, I'll surprise him, she thought.

She was still in her work red and yellow work uniform with a bag of burgers in her hand. Her boss had given them for a job well done. Amelia was a hard-worker and he was thinking of promoting her to assistant manager.

She had blushed at his words. Everyone always talked about how hard she worked. In face, they often worried that she was pushing herself too much.

Gosh, you faint once or twice and suddenly everyone is concerned, she thought. Only Ivan got it. He always pushed her to go further and not worry about physical limits.

She and Ivan were meant to be. One day they would have the Hollywood happy ending. She was sure of that. She headed inside.

OOO

Inside was a security officer at the desk. This was her first time in the building as Ivan never had invited her over saying some excuse about how they didn't like guests. Amelia was sure he was just being shy.

The man eyed her uniform and asked, "What can I do for you, ma'am?"

"I'm here to bring Ivan Braginisky his hamburgers," she lied, holding up the bag.

"Burgers?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "I better check with him."

"Well, you can but seeing as this is a surprise sent by his fiance, you'll ruin it and that might make him upset. And I'm sure you know how he can be upset," she warned. The man shuddered, clearly he did know.

"He has a fiance?" He said at little taken aback, but he waved her over and looked in the bag, seeing the burgers, he waved her on, asking one final question, "You do know the floor."

"Thirty-seven, right?" She said. Ivan had never told her, but she had sneaked a look at one of his business cards.

The man nodded and went back to his crossword puzzle as she went practically skipping to the elevators. She pushed the button. Oh, Ivan would be so surprised.

She pressed the button, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet as she waited. She spotted her grungy appearance reflected in the shiny elevator doors. Embarrassed she licked her palm and patted at her head, trying to tame her stupid cowlick, but it wouldn't go down.

Amelia never had time or money for make-up so her face was always a little oily, she took a napkin from her pocket, trying to wipe it off. A couple pimples were on her face, but other than that she looked fine. She adjusted her glasses and smoothed her clothes. Ivan often muttered about her weight so she had cut back on her food intake.

That had caused her to collapse a couple weeks back since, well, as her boss pointed out she wasn't so much fat as really thick as in muscular from always running here and there. She wished she wasn't. Ivan liked thin women and Amelia couldn't help her body type.

The doors opened with a ping. Getting on, she waited as the elevator took her up, to her beloved. Opening into a darkened hallway, she saw Ivan's office easy since it was the only room at the end with lights on.

I didn't know he had his own office, she thought, approaching quietly, wanting to surprise him. In fact, she had wondered why he got promoted so quickly, but then her special Snowflake had probably just impressed the company with his amazing talents.

"Ah, Ah," came a voice. She frowned. That had sounded like a woman, but that was impossible. Creeping closer, she carefully opened the door a crack, peering in. The back of Ivan's black couch and his mahogany desk were the first things she could see.

Then she saw him, well the his back and the top of his silver-haired head rising up and down just above the top of the couch. She blushed, realizing he was shirtless. What's he doing? She wondered. He looked sweaty and was moving rhythmically on the couch. Is it some new exercise? she wondered.

The idea of seeing Ivan naked and bare-chested sent a wave of heat through her. Opening her mouth to call to him, she froze when a soft, ivory hand rose above the couch's top and ran its fingers through his hair.

"Oh, Ivan. So good, aru," said a feminine voice. Her accent was not so thick.

He grunted and moaned. Amelia felt something crack in her chest. It can't be, she wailed in her head. He wouldn't do that. Not to her.

The woman's demure chuckle sent more cracks through Amelia's heart. She felt like she was sinking into a deep dark hole of despair. Her grip on the bag tightened. Ivan loved her. He did. Amelia's mind scrambled for an excuse as she listened to him cum, crying out, "Yao!" before collapsing.

Their breathing was thick and heavy. This Yao broke the silence first, asking a cool voice, "Shall we continue at your place tonight, aru?"

"Nyet," Ivan answered. "Here is fine."

"But we always do it here or at a hotel or my place," Yao protested. "I want to see your place, aru."

We always do it..., that phrase reverberated in Amelia's heart. She sunk to her knees, her blood running cold. How long had they been doing this? Was he with Yao back on his birthday. A night she remembered so well. She had gotten off work early that day to spend her one free evening preparing him a cake and everything. He had never showed. Was this why?

There's a good reason for this, she thought. There had to be.

"Sorry, I cannot," he replied. "My maid is there."

Maid? She repeated in her head, her eyes widening. Her knuckles turning white from how hard she gripped the back. It was amazing it didn't crinkle in her grasp. She was frozen solid.

"You have a maid, aru?" Yao chuckled. "Now I'm jealous. Is she pretty?"

"Nyet," he said. "She is nothing compared to you. She is fat, eats like a pig, has horrible fashion sense, and wears a hideous pair of glasses."

"That is very harsh," Yao chided him, laughing again. "You are so mean."

Ivan giggled.

Amelia, however, was trembling with anger. How...dare...he, was all her blank head could manage. Something had snapped inside her and she saw red. There was a shattering sound in her mind and she knew that was her heart. The one she had given him and he was crushing into pieces.

That...THAT BASTARD! She roared in her head, shooting to her feet, she kicked the door open. Ivan sat up and Yao screamed. She threw the burgers at his head, missing by inches as she screamed, "IVAN!"

Ivan gaped at her wide-eyed. It was time to kick some ass.