Kian’s POV:I had took a week off from all the work. I felt fresh and active when I came back. Well, all of the other short projects were running and Raven was supervising them, efficiently. The habit I had of herbal tea wasn't very bad. It wasn’t addicting. Just one cup a day. Not that I wasn’t drinking coffee at all. But the amount of the cups was considerably reduced. I was reading news on my Ipad, when I heard someone knock. “Come in!” I said.“The door opened and I saw one of my assistants coming towards me. “Sir, Mr. William is here to see you,” she said and somehow she looked pissed. “William Tatte?” my face scrunched as I couldn’t remember scheduling any meeting with him. She nodded in response.“Okay! Let him in,” I said.Within no time, the assistant went out. And I saw Willian Tatte appearing from the door. He nodded silently and took the seat in front of me. “I could’ve said ‘what a pleasant surprise’ if it was. Your face doesn’t look pleasant,” I joked as I saw his
Kian’s POVI was a bit worried when the door didn’t open after the third timeI knocked. So I called her name. I heard nothing from the other side. Before I could knock again with a bit more force. The door opened, a little aggressively. I saw her standing in front of me. “What were you doing? I was-,” as my eyes observed a bit more she was panting and there was bruise on the side of her lips. I forgot what I was saying. “Kian,” her voice was breathy and quivery. I didn’t like that. The way my heart thumped like it was coming out of my chest at the sight of her reddened eye due to the pool of tears in there. Her breath hitched again. And the overloading of tears, came out of her eyes. I blinked softly. I took a step forward. I felt her hitting my chest as she shoved her body into me. Wrapping her arms tightly around me. Her face hid in my arms. A loud sob left her body. As she let herself loose. My arms came behind her back. Her body was trembling now. I was totally clueless of what
Irene's POV:Expectance. Predictions and estimation of the future are all false lies. Never say never.Once, the twist of events happens and you see shifting of stories, turning of tables. The least you expected to happen would happen. It is maturity to not assume the ending from the starting. I never knew how my life would fall apart and would take turns until my mother died. I never would have made friends until Ben came into my life. I thought it would never end but I was informed it never existed. the Stiffness of my heart felt as I came home. Made me think, I am over it. I won’t cry, an actI hated the most. But I burst and felt as if I was just a running water body at the sight of him. The first interaction with him felt like the most humiliating event. The most cold person I have ever met. But I betrayed myself, just by predictions. The man’s voice was enough to tell me, he was soft inside. At least, he acted soft on me. His touch was soft. The man once I hated like crazy wa
Kian’s POV:The night was filled with many emotions. All those moments, I did things when I was not thinking straight. Many words were said without thinking twice. Still, so much felt un-spoked. A lot of things happened last night. But it ended. The dark night ended. And I woke up, with her in my arms. The sight was heavenly. Her skin was translucent. She slept like a baby. Like she didn’t cry so much last night. Sun was peeking through her window. The bed was small, but I was unexpectedly comfortable. My body felt so light. And I realised how tense it was. I needed that. I needed to Loosen myself up. By sleeping beside her?Tucking her hair behind her ear, I got a clearer view. She was still sleeping. A glance at the wall clock told me it was eleven. I didn’t remember when I slept last night but I was sure it was late. I slipped out my hand, that was caging her waist. I was careful, also she was a heavy sleeper, something I remembered from the time we were in Ashwell. Separating my
Irene’s POV:“Explain now,” Stacy said in a stern voice as soon as Kian left. Her hands were folded against her chest. “You want breakfast?” I smiled hoping to make her forget about this. Her eyes narrowed and she came near to me placing her thumb at the edge of my lips. She had seen my bruise. And now I had to explain so much. “What is this? Did he-?” her hand covered her mouth that was wide open. Also her eyes were bulging.I frowned, being clueless what she was thinking at that exact moment. “Did he hit you?” she blurted.“No- no no!!” I panicked. “He didn’t. He would never.” Okay, I explained a bit more. “So?” she was acting like a detective and automatically I was acting like a suspect. “Actually the thing is-,” I paused. The way she looked at me. While she was waiting for an explanation. “Stacy, please don't look at me like that.” I got irritated. “Just tell me. Please. You are making me worried.”“I had a little fight in university.”“What?” she raised her brows. “You
Kian’s POV:The place was calm. Lanterns were the only source of light. Curtains were flying along the breeze. It was perfect. I didn’t praise Raven for that. But the place he chose was very good. A whole personal place booked for the two of us, along the River Thames. A shelter covered with lanterns on the inside was the only roof at the top of me. A table and two chairs. Contrasting the whole theme. Intoxicating smell of lavender lingering around.I was dressed all in black. My suite was also selected by Raven. I trusted him. Also, after observing the whole arrangement I was actually feeling proud of him. Sitting on the metal chair, I waited for her. I did imagine a lot, how she would look in a fancy dress. My head snapped, at the car that stopped at some distance. And the back door opened. She appeared from it. Again, Raven surprised me by matching our outfits. She was dressed in all black. Her hair was parted to the sid
Irene’s POV:I wasn’t sure if it was a mansion or just a house. I was expecting to see a luxurious apartment or a house. When we entered the colony, houses there were beyond my thinking. They had a huge and screaming ‘rich’ vibe. But where the car pulled up, I thought I was in front of some architectural monument. It was huge. Maybe its area was more than the whole area where I used to live. We entered the big yard, through a metal gate. It was opened by a watchman. There was a good distance from the metal gate and the main entrance. I didn't know what to call it. A villa? A mansion. Whatever it was , it had a light brown exterior. A small but wide staircase leading to the main corridor. The main gate was also huge. But plane. Slightly darker in shade. The car door was opened by a man who I thought was a worker there. He offered his hand to me. My feet were bare, I looked at my feet and then looked at him. But before I could take his hand, Kian appeared in front of m
Kian’s POV:Well, I did skip breakfast in the morning. In hope, to have it with her. Also I didn’t want to wake her up. In the meantime, I did some social media scrolling. I was in my room. When I heard some sound from hers I decided to finally make breakfast for two. I wanted to hear from her, if she slept well or not. She wasn’t expecting me, something I noticed by her shocked look. Her eyes were still puffy. Somewhat messy hair. Her morning look was something I didn’t know I needed to look at. Like a wildflower, she was pure. Her natural complexion was olive. And it looked like honey bleeming in the little peak of the light. Breakfast went well. And the moment I suppose we were going to kiss. She arrived. Mona. It would not be a lie if I said I was upset to see her like that. She was acting like a brat. She was just acting on her ego. The moment she disrespected Irene I did give her a shut up call. And when she didn’t stop, I grabbed her by her arm and dragged her out of my ho