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
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
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.
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.
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
Kian’s POVIt was true. The way she looked at me. Proved me that what I was thinking was right. I was her first kiss. I was the first person. Who touched her. The person who explored the honey flavoured inside of her mouth. Her lips were so soft and I remembered how I went crazy when I kissed her. I was pretty rough in touch. And I had touched many other girls before. And I found myself always being rough and brutal, but she held my shoulder and her soft moan made me soft too. Soft on her fragile body. Afraid to hurt her. “It is?” I murmured. My grip tightened on her waist. She was so silent. But her eyes were saying too much. HEY LOOK! THERE HE IS! I saw a crowd of some people, flashing cameras. Some had phones and some had cameras. They were ten to fifteen in number and there was a possibility of her being hurt. “This way Kian!!” I heard Raven, he was standing a little bit far from them. My body guards were coming to me. Some were busy shoving the crowd. WHO IS THAT GIRL?
Irene’s POV“That’s awesome.” her eyes were shining with excitement. She had opened every bag I bought for her. “They look really expensive,” she said with a pout. And I only blinked to respond to her.“Is he that rich?” she arched her eyebrow, like she was some detective. “He is,” I said playfully as I took a bite of a pancake she brought with her. It was tasty. She crawled towards me on her fours. “What does he do?” her eyes were bulged and for some reason she was whispering. “Oh My God, Stacy,” I couldn’t control my laugh. “He is not some mafia leader, “ I said in between my giggles. She did too. “I don’t know why you are acting like you are in a suspense movie or something.” I pointed. “When are you going to tell me?” “When-the-time-will-come,” I proclaimed, pinching her nose with my index finger and thumb. “Well,I am excited!” she announced. I stood up and took the dirty dishes. Putting it in the sink,I wasn’t planning to wash them. I was too tired for that. We safely
Kian’s POV:I was already getting so many sponsors from companies for my upcoming album. I hadn’t started working on it yet. I didn’t even know what exactly I was going to do. It was putting a lot of pressure on me. There was nothing that was coming in my mind. Well, I had time to think about that. And my project for Mr. Backer’s movie was not done yet. It had been a month. Since our photos have gone viral. I was still getting interview requests regarding my dating matters. Raven decided to talk to Irene about this matter. I agreed. Quinn also joined me in the office. She hadn't arrived yet. “Are you done with the recording?” I asked as I saw him sitting so casually with a bunny smile. “Yess!” he said. “So, you are free to go,” I announced. “Raven just told me that Irene is coming. I was just wondering if I should say hi to her.”I rolled my eyes out of irritation. “It’s about work. No outsiders are allowed.” I said in a neutral tone.“Come on! I am not an outsider. And I am fre