Kian’s POV
I 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
Irene’s POV:“f**k!!” I said as I threw my hand bag on the ground. “f**k him!” I cursed him again. My heart was beating so fast. And I was so furious. I didn’t remember being this furious ever. I really wanted to punch him. It was for the best that I walked out when I felt out of control. “What the f**k he thinks he is,” I hit my study table with my leg. Immediately, the book fell down. And I didn’t bother myself to carry them up. I was lying to the whole campus. Just because of the damn contract. And what did they do? Suspect me? I was the person with such confidential information. If I wanted to ruin his career. I would have done it so far. But I didn’t. In fact, I was never gonna do this. No matter how rude and cranky he was, I had my morals. I was never taught to cheat anyone. Let alone, ruin someone’s career. He was being so selfish by talking to me like that. He never cared about anything except his own image right? This was just a contract. A deal. To be his. In front of e
Kian’s POV: Final release of the soundtrack for Mr.Backer’s movie was near. My work had increased and my health was disturbed. I had to work whole day to review all samples and finally select the one to be in the final project. It was hectic. Somedays I would drink black coffee all day. I was skipping my workout sessions. Many days my sleep was almost zero. Even if I did sleep for sometime it was disturbed. Well, it was not the first time. I had to assure the quality. I was not ready to compromise my work at any cost. Media was also curious about my next album. I hadn’t even started working on it yet. To be honest, I wasn’t even ready for it. There was nothing in my mind about it. Everyone was expecting a romantic one from me. Even if I wanted to, there was nothing I could write about it. Because I was clueless. What love is? So, I was putting all of my energy into the current project. It was the right thing to do. Maybe, after clearing my mind from it I would be able to think a
Kian’s POV:My head was light. When I arrived home. Taking a quick shower, I laid on bed. It was comfy but it lacked the familiar scent of her. My stomach was full . I was surprised at how the tea managed to vanish all my pain. I was tired. And this tiredness had a long history. My eyelid felt heavy and my body drifted into sleep.After a very long time, I slept really well. When I woke up my eyes weren't hurt by some rays of sun peeking into my room. It felt nostalgic and refreshing. I Woke up, and went downstairs. Noah smiled as always he did, this time I also replied to him with a warm expression.“Would you like to have breakfast?” He was respectful.“Yes, pancakes. Your special one. With maple sauce,” he looked happy? I didn't know but definitely he was not expecting. I didn't remember the last time I had breakfast other than a coffee.“And coffee?” He asked.“Uhh, no. Can you make herbal tea?” his face scrunched at my sudden command.“What kind of herbal tea would you like to ha
Irene's POV: I am tired. So, f**king tired. I feel hot and cold at the same time. Cold sweats really running through my body. I am still limping. I fell maybe thousandth time. But I kept walking again. The sun is here, I can see. But I don't know where I am. I collapsed at the ground. I felt like I was dying. Maybe, I was. Tall trees, blocking all the sky. Maybe, it was a good view for a nature lover. But I wanted to see him so desperately. My legs ached. I lifted my body to see my lower half. My feet were bleeding. My knees were bruised. But there was more blood. As I observed more my hand reached under my dress. I was bleeding from my v*gina. My body practically hyperventilated. It could have meant many things. Was I not pregnant? But this much blood isn't common in periods. My mind drifted back to previous months. The stress made me forget that I had missed periods for two months. If I was really pregnant, then this bleeding wasn't a good sign. I felt so thirsty.
Kian's POV: “Say it again.” “W-we can't find her anywhere sir.” Rush of adrenaline. My brain stopped working. “What the f**k did you say,” I held Robert by his collar, pinning him to the wall. “You had one job. Only one. To. Look. After. Her.” I punched him violently. “AND YOU CAN'T F**KING DO THAT.” “S-sir please. We will find her.” I pushed him away. My eyes roamed through the house, hands brushing off my hair nervously. “FIND HER. OR ELSE YOU ARE DEAD.” I can't believe, I came home just after half an hour of this fight. To solve the matter. But she was nowhere. Robert came rushing into the house. And told me a story that she disappeared while running away from him. How? How can she? Was she that mad? Where is she? “All my fault, all my fault. All my fault..” my body shaking as I grabbed my head kneeling on the ground. In an instant, something clicked. And I grabbed my phone and dialled Raven's number. “Hey, kian-” “She is gone. She is gone, Raven. I don't
Irene's POV: None of this would have happened, if I had just not created the drama. Or maybe I am wrong. She would have succeeded in her mission one way or another. I am abducted. Helpless. Shelterless. At her mercy. And now I recall everything in my mind, I see how I had forgot the thing I had wanted. I just wanted him. But I got distracted. My attention was diverted to her, because of my own mistake. My own insecurities. My own jealousy. Right now, I just want his embrace. His voice to tell me that everything is okay, and it is just a dream. But it's not. My body ached in pain, head heavy with an unknown weight. My jaw hurt and I got reminded by the slaps. She slapped me, hit me. Mona did that. She did all of that. She planned it, carefully and precisely. The door creaked open, and the rays of light pierced my eyes. I couldn't see accurately. But as the silhouettes of the person came nearer I saw it was Jasper. He was smiling. He slipped the package in his hand In f
Irene's POV:I was coming from the grocery when I saw Kian’s car parked. It wasn't his time to come home. I got off my car and walked to the corridor. As I entered the living room. I found him sitting on the couch. His head hung back, eyes closed.“Kian, are you alright?” Putting all the packages on the table I walked towards him. He opened his eyes to look at me. I cupped his face, hovered myself over him.“Do you feel pain?” he looked at me, for a second and then blinked. “No, I am alright.” His voice was neutral. “You came early? Did something happen?” I took the space beside him.“No, nothing happened. Everything’s fine. No video of ours is being streamed on social media.” It was a good thing. But why did it sound so bitter on his tongue?“What happened?” My voice was almost inaudible. After all the wait, to give him space. I thought it was over. We will be back to normal.“You told Raven everything?” “I did it because I thought he is your friend and he can handle it.” once agai
Kian's POV:Two weeks and a half had passed since the fight that happened. I regretted everything I said in anger. For that I tried to make up for her everytime I got the chance. Sometimes in the form of flowers, chocolates other times I helped her feeling good.Well, she didn't mention the incident again. Not that I was unaware of the mental war she must have been going through. But still, there was change. She was trying.A perfect traditional date. In a fancy restaurant. Was a good change. We never really did typical couple things, and doing this felt new. She wore a dress, sky blue in colour. I was sure, I had never seen her in this colour before. She looked ethereal and she wasn't believing even after the hundredth time I was telling her.“Maybe it's the makeup then, I mean it looks too much.” she whined.“You look beautiful, that's my final answer. No matter what you think.” I stated sternly.She rolled her eyes, amusingly. The waiter came and started serving the dishes. I loo
Irene's POV:“Mona?” I blinked. It felt like time stopped. My heart thumped harder as my eyes tried to shove the reality into my face. It was really her, but, with him?“Kian?” As I looked at his face. It was a new revelation. How a nervous Kian looks. Blood left his body. He looked pale. Eyes wide with fear? I don't know, I don't fuc**ing know. What was this witch doing here, out of all the places in his office. Near my man.The day was extremely boring at university. Some classes were cancelled. Upcoming annual fare at university was driving people crazy. It was necessary for me to participate too. So when Margret asked to join her, it didn't feel wrong. She proposed to me to hang out some more. Because, it felt boring as compared to spending rest of the day with him. So I called Robert and went home. Prepared snacks to pack for him. It was a new recipe for waffles I had discovered recently on Pinterest. I changed my outfit to a floral dress. Kian loves dresses on me, according to h
Kian’ POV:Five minutes till the meeting start. Long time to stare at the picture Irene just sent showing off her new outfit. Such a tease, deliberately blurring her face. When she knew I hated it. Another picture. her face was not blurred thank God. Hair tied in a ponytail. For so many reasons, I had grown quite liking for this hairstyle. I chuckled at the thought. “Though I’d say hi personally,” I thought it were my ears ringing because there was no way I just heard Mona. As I turned my rolling chair, I came into reality. It was her. My eyebrows pinched at the sight, not sure what to really say. She looked thinner. And for some reason she seemed calmer. Her smile looked genuine, not to mention that I knew it wasn't. “What are you doing here?” Was my question. Her outfit was surprisingly unrevealing. It looked like she was finally cleaning her shi*t or just pretending. None of it was my concern.“For the meeting, you forgot? Tatte company is in the highest sponsor category.” It wa
Irene’s POV:I watched at my outfit for hundredth time. Checking all the criterias that I had build in my mind considering it’s a not so personal dinner. I was here as his wife. Sara, Raven’s girlfriend looked friendly and bubbly. Which I didn’t see in many of Kian’s acquaintances. She was a redhead. Beautifully slaying the maroon coloured outfit. Her features were very prominent. She looked confident. Well, it was understandable since she was handling real estate business all herself. That wasn’t inherited but built by herslef. Okay, that was impressive. The table was set with all the delicious meals. I was sitting on the chair, revising all the table manners I had once learned. “My chief’s special soup,” she said as put the bowl of soup on front of me. I smiled as I dived into it.“That’s amazing” I praised genuinely. She gave me a cheeky girin. She was outgoing, that eased my anxiety a lot. I was wearing a beige coloured not so short dress. I skipped necklace and just wore silver
Kian’s POV:As I took out my phone, it was already ten. It was my time to leave. I grabbed my car keys from the table, causing the heads of two of my best friends snapped in my direction. “Already?” Quinn arched his brows.“Uhh, don’t wanna sleep on the couch. She gets really grumpy when I am late.” I said hanging my jacket on my arm.“No matter how much I try It’s really too much for me to get used to this ideal husband's behaviour.” I chuckled at Raven’s comment. “Are you really this scared of her, I mean she doesn’t looked like she would ever look horrible enough to scare the sh*t out of you.” I could see the honesty in his eyes.The truth she never looked horrible, she looked a bit scared herself. Whenever she would shout at me, I sensed the uncertainity in her eyes. Wanting to know if it did affect me. I wanted to give her the assurety that her offence did matter to me. That she wasn’t just some random girl. I took her as my….. Wife. because to me there was nothing left to che