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 sidIrene’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
Irene’s POV:To say I was nervous was an understatement. My legs were practically shaking. I was expecting this. Being this nervous. All eyes on me. Faint whispers, behind me. I decided to keep my head down, not to look at them. To see how they were despising me. My final research for my compulsory course work was still supervised by that bastard. There was no way I was going back to work with him. So, I had decided to visit my dean’s assistant to sort out the issue. My walk through the hallway was swift paced. But the hallway was long. I knew there were a thousand allegations that were directed at me. Not only the incident that happened last time, but my pictures were out now. I was confirmed to be the one seen with Kian. I was not sure how people were actually perceiving all this. The notice board was full as usual. It was not intentional to pretend to look at it. The name of Professor Matteo was being said a lot, as I overheard some whispering. My eyes glanced at the paper sheet
Kian’s POV:“Wife-,” she said to break the silence that had prevailed since we sat in the car. “Don’t you think, it is not very believable,” her eyes narrowed. “It makes sense that you are living with me.” I muttered, as my eyes were still on the road. “Hmm. you are right. I forgot. Raven told me I was going to be your wife so I had to live with you.”“Actually, I just called you wife so that you can live with me.'' It was unintentional. But it sounded somewhat cheesy. I ignored how her eyes burned my skin for a whole minute. “Did you- did you do something about the incident I told you about that night?” my head snapped in her direction. Her eyes were expressionless. “I did. A lot,” my eyes were back on the road. She stayed silent. So did I. I may look calm. But I was dying with curiosity from inside to know what was she thinking? Was she happy? Was she sad?Raven did tell me that he confirmed through his resources that things did go as planned. No one touched her. No one talke
Irene’s POV:I stepped out of the car. In front of me was a large hall. Dressed in a cream coloured chiffon dress, my heels were very uncomfortable. Kian offered me his arm which I took. I cleared my throat as if I was going to fight a battle. My hair was pinned. No stray strands on my face to cover the jittery expression that was resting on my face. As we walked, I was practically leaning against him. To get some support. “I told you not to wear it, if you don’t feel like it,” he muttered between his teeth. “I am fine.”The truth was the opposite. But they looked so good with my outfit. Most of all, I wanted to appear like I was okay with things like that. It was a normal thing for a girl. I hated myself to be that uncomfortable. When everyone was so casual in way more high heels than me. The large hall was beaming with lights. Waiters were roaming everywhere with a tray of drinks.It was a very strange vibe. All the people there had their style. A specific way to speak. A certain
Kian’s POV:Was it regret? No. Fear? Fear of what? My eyes were glued to the road all the way back to home. She was also silent. But I knew, and I felt it, too. That it was uncomfortable for her. I saw her confused eyes in the back mirror.Robotically, she opened the door and left the car. I did the same at the front of my corridor. The sound of her heels stomping the ground was echoing in the living room. I was sure it was hurting her feet. She was almost running. “Irene!” I shouted. I was at the centre of the living room. Beside the couch. She stopped near the staircase. When she turned, her eyes were almost bulging. “WHAT?” she shouted. “Let’s talk,” my voice was low. Almost inaudible as compared to her. I took a step or two in her direction. Her hand raised, signalling me to stop at my spot. “Say what you want to, don’t come near me.” her tone was rude. “We can’t talk if you are going to act like this,” I said, as I stopped. “Fine with me. We don’t need to talk. I will
Irene’s POV:The sky in front of me was clear. Winter was at its peak. And contrasting with lush green me down the whole view was refreshing. Away from the noise and restlessness of the city. It was peaceful. But was it giving my heart the calmness I was craving for? I didn’t know. I snuck out just to free myself from my silly thoughts. But here I was doing exactly what I had planned to avoid. Overthinking.“Is the tea not good, my dear?” I almost flinched, at her voice. Distracting my sight from the window, I forced a smile on my lips. “It’s good.” She sighed, and her eyes went in the direction where I was previously staring at.“Winters always make us a bit silent. Maybe, they encourage us to ponder about nature, life and things within it.”I took a sip of the herbal tea, and the scent of cinnamon felt good. “Winters have a vibe of sadness in them.” her wrinkled eye bulged. It showed her attention and the sign that she was addressing me. “But having a cup of tea with a person gi
Kian’s POV:As I entered the familiar entrance, I was trying to keep myself composed. Not to do anything that I was going to regret later. In my entire life, there were few times when I controlled my anger. Today, I was almost trying to resist a storm that was within me. I was feeling so angry. I had the rightto be. She made me worry too much. Anything could have happened to her. But I didn’t want to have even more stress by seeing her in tears all because of my anger. So, for the first time in my life I was trying to control myself. She was sitting in the lounge, playing with the hem of her dress. Women in navy blue colour wool dress, was the reason for all these tightened nerves of mine. I sighed. In relief? At the sight of her. As she shifted her attention to me she stood up. She was nervous, her hazel eyes had a reflection of her dress colour in it. God, It was a beautiful blend. “Hello sir! Would you like to have something?”I heard a maid greeting me. I didn’t look at
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