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Kian’s POV
“Where are you?”“I am okay.”“I am saying, where are you Kian?”“I'm spending some time alone, Raven.”“Why didn’t you bring your bodyguards with you?”“Because I wanted to be alone. Now can you please let me be?”“Just tell me where are you? Just in case,”She wasn’t in my sight now. Her window was shut down. Felt like my time to go.“Doesn’t matter, I am heading home,” I informed him on the phone.“Just please tell me, when you reach there,” his voice was irritated but he was pleading.“Okay, Mom!” I said as I took one last look to her window. No sign of her.I started the car and made my way back home.Irene’s POVI was absent for only three days. But the whole campus felt like I haven’t been there for years. I was feeling better. Not that I wasn’t almost limping around the campus, but still I was grateful that I wasRelated chapters
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Irene’s POV“What do you want?” I said. Instead of answering me , she grabbed me by my elbow and started dragging me with her. “What-.”“Shh, we are in a library, Sweetie. You are supposed to be quiet.” her tone was scary. So was she. An evil smile was resting on her lips. I followed her out of the library. But she didn’t stop there. She was heading towards the hallway. The vast hallway. I knew what was going to happen. Whatever she was going to do, she wanted to show it. She wanted the audience to cheer her up. She shoved me into the wall. I stumbled at my feet. A painful groan leaving my mouth. My foot was becoming numb and just when I thought I was going to fall, I felt a hand around my waist. And it saved me from falling. I turned to see who it was. It was Ben. “Irene, what happened?” he was concerned. “Ohh looks like you’ve got friends,” Mona shouted. Everyone’s attention was on me. Why? Because it was Mona who was
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Kian’s POV“What? You don’t like coffee?”“No, it’s just not my taste,” she scrunched her nose. “I should’ve asked you before ordering,” Raven rubbed a finger on his forefinger. “It’s okay I can eat cheese balls,” she said as her hand approached the aluminium container. “I don’t know how the hell this meeting is going to end in an hour. When you two are talking like it’s some kind of kitty party,”I was actually talking to Raven and looking at him. Her hand stopped at the lid and she drew back. “Thank you, Kian for reminding me,” A sarcastic smile rested on his face. “As you told me Irene, you have a break. And also Kian had a meeting in Italy.”She nodded slowly, her lower lip captured between his teeth. “So, I was thinking. If we’ll do another public appearance there,” he informed her.“In Italy?” she asked politely.“Uhh-yeah. Have you been abroad before?”“No, but I have a passport. If that’s what you are asking. It was required at the time of my admission. But I think it’ll
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Irene’s POV“She is-close to me and part of my personal life. Not my new project that I’d like to inform you about.”Old me would have been cringing at me watching a press conference of a famous celebrity. But new me is not finding it weird. I was working with him. Flying to Italy with him. I had all the rights to know about him. Right? As I searched about him, his latest appearance in public came. He appeared too good on camera. No wonder he was a superstar. The way he speaked, explaining his work professionally. He was definitely good at his work. Questions popped about me in the conference. It was working right? This was something we were supposed to achieve. Becoming a hot topic. But why did his features look tense? He was not liking it. Well, I would have understood if someone didn’t want to talk about his personal life. But in his case, this was the point. Maybe it was all part of the act. It made me wonder, some other things too. Like if he was always acting tough like perfor
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Irene’s POVThe mess that was created by his fans. Helped me a lot. To overcome the embarrassment. Every Time I was with him, silence hung like pinching me in the a**. Well, normally being silent with someone was not so uncomfortable. But with him it was. I felt like I was supposed to talk to him and I wasn’t. After an hour of driving, we reached a private hanger. Yes, a private jet. I stepped out of the car. And my eyes were widened in surprise. It felt like a dream I never actually dreamt. Seriously, I never wanted to fly like this. Like in such luxury. I used to wish to go abroad. Not specifically Italy. I saw him talking to Raven. After they were done Raven directed his hand to the boarding stairs of the jet, I started to walk on the steps. As I came closer my pace slowed. The interior of the jet was making my eyes stop. I didn’t realise I was still at the spot. When I felt his fingers pushing my hair back, tucking them behind me. He was standing behind me. His mouth came close
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Kian’s POV“That’s so dreamy,” she said as her surprised expression popped out of eyes. Well, no doubt. It was way too dreamy. I remember my first time seeing it. I was way more stunned than her. She was taking pictures and smiling at them foolishly, standing beside me in the car. “Looks like you are enjoying it a lot,” Raven said. He was at the front in the passenger seat. It made me wonder, Was he looking at her? “Yeah, I want to brag that I am in Venice,” she said, her eyes glued to her phone.“You know you can’t tell this to anyone,” Raven turned his head to her. “Well, I have not many friends. Just Stacy, you know her,” her eyebrows were raised.He knew? “That one? Yeah, she was sweet.”“She is going to kill me, if I am not going to buy something for her from Venice.”“Really? I know some very great places there. You can buy some vintage things from there,” his tone wa
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Kian’s POVI was in no condition to be in such close proximity with someone. My pyjamas were loose. The blanket that wrapped her body when she opened the door was on the ground, now. She was in black shorts, with a white top. Holding me closer to her. Our bodies were in such close contact. I was holding myself by the support of the wall behind her, hovering over her. She was still holding my arm, even though we were inside her room. “Why did you pull me with yourself?” I inquired. For some reason I was not moving from my direction. “I’ve heard Italians are scary when you disturb them,” she tilted her head while hinting. “You acted so dumb,” I frowned and drew back. Uscire!! A voice from outside made her jump and again she was sticking close to my body. “Oh my God, he is angry,” she almost whispered. Her front was against my chest. She was soft. Her delicate hands were gripping onto my shirt.
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Irene’s POV “So you were that kind of teenager,” I said as I caught my breath after laughing so hard. He was looking at me silently with soft eyes the whole time I was laughing. “Are you curious about my teenage years now?” He teased me. “Umm,......maybe,” I tilted my head a little, my tone was funky. I heard a chuckle. It was deep. Uncontrolled. Free. I giggled too. Gosh his eyes were glowing. I grabbed a cowboy hat and put it on my head. “How do I look?” “I thought you were buying a gift for someone,” he said, adjusting the hat on my head. “I am, that’s why I am asking you to tell me how it looks on me?” our hands touched as I tried to reach the edges of the hat. “On you-it looks good,” he was looking directly into my eyes. Suddenly, I was so shy of his gaze. “Lo comprerò,” I turned to the shopkeeper. I paid him, and we moved forward. “Do you know where Raven is?” I asked as I took the first bite of the famous spicy Italian sandwich. It was hot.
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Irene’s POV“So you were that kind of teenager,” I said as I caught my breath after laughing so hard. He was looking at me silently with soft eyes the whole time I was laughing. “Are you curious about my teenage years now?” He teased me. “Umm,......maybe,” I tilted my head a little, my tone was funky. I heard a chuckle. It was deep. Uncontrolled. Free. I giggled too. Gosh his eyes were glowing. I grabbed a cowboy hat and put it on my head. “How do I look?”“I thought you were buying a gift for someone,” he said, adjusting the hat on my head. “I am, that’s why I am asking you to tell me how it looks on me?” our hands touched as I tried to reach the edges of the hat. “On you-it looks good,” he was looking directly into my eyes. Suddenly, I was so shy of his gaze. “Lo comprerò,” I turned to the shopkeeper. I paid him, and we moved forward. “Do you know where Raven is?” I asked as I took the first bite of the famous spicy Italian sandwich. It was hot. “With his girl,” he sai
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