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113. THE RINGS
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A TWENTY SOMETHING 114. THE PROPOSALS
HANA "Baby, you love, Pasta. It's our food. Remember?" Celia shook her head, crossing her hands across her chest. "I hate Pasta. I never want to see that again or smell that." The next second, Alexander ordered the waiter to take the plate away from our table. He was so sure she would like the Pasta. I asked him to wait until Celia came out from the washroom. But he ordered it, saying he knows her wife well. "I hate everything I used to like. This baby is changing me. He is dancing again. See," she took Alexander's hand in hers and placed it on her belly for the second time. "She is dancing," Alexander beamed. "He wants a girl and she wants a boy," Bash whispered in my ears. A married couple used to scare me before. But Celia and Alexander are everything we are, if not much more. Bash held my hand in his gently, kissing my knuckles. "Can we take this food for Luna? And to Matias? This is so delicious. She might like it." I suggested. I st
Last Updated : 2025-02-08A TWENTY SOMETHING PART :I- 1. THE ENCOUNTER
HANA "You will die if you stay here." He said, gripping my elbow tightly. "Run when you had the chance." He coughed again, and more blood splattered out of his mouth. "I can't be more dead than I already am," I whispered to no one. But he heard it. His intense gaze caught mine. It's like he has become an entirely different person. I caught a glimpse of determination in the way he looked. "Are you sure?" He asked me. "Yes," I replied, and together, we fought the demons. * I woke up to a pounding sensation in my head. It feels so heavy. With every passing day, the nightmares are getting worse. Sometimes, I even fight with dragons which is funny in reality. But I was fighting for my life in my dreams. But every time, he is there. His hazel eyes, bloodied knuckles, and fierce gaze haunted me for years now. My phone vibrated with a notification. I checked it just to fin
Last Updated : 2023-10-02A TWENTY SOMETHING 2. I HATE YOU
HANA I hate it when someone takes the food I was just about to it, let alone grab it from me. I don't know why. Since childhood, I have been like that. My brother, Misha used to do that when we were kids. He used to offer me chips, `bringing them to my mouth, and right when I opened my mouth, he used to take them away, sticking out his tongue. For the whole day, we used to fight over a chips bag. But when my mother did it, I didn't know whom to fight. There were boiled veggies on my plate when Misha was enjoying his meat in the pool of gravy. "You should reduce weight." My mom said. "Go to the gym starting tomorrow. Your tummy should be toned." "But.." "No, but, Hana." She cut me off. "It's seven months till your wedding. You should be more presentable for Cillian. Look at Violet and learn." Violet didn't say a word and quitely sipped her protein drink. "I can't." I protested. "I have been so hungry for weeks now," I tell her.
Last Updated : 2023-10-04A TWENTY SOMETHING 3. I HAVE A DEAL
HANA Why the hell does he look like he is on some kind of challenge? Why the hell is smirking? I don't know. I almost walked past him, almost did. My life would have been different if I had. "I will offer you a deal." His words made me stop in the middle of taking a step. I turned around to look at him. His eyes travelled from my head to toe. Is he checking me out? Eww. I snapped my finger. "Eyes up here," I demanded when his gaze lingered on my blouse for more seconds than necessary. " I could use your help while I am in the city." He said. I folded my hands across my chest. "Oh, shut up." I snapped. "First you laid me off. Now you are offering me another job while staring at my cleavage like a perv? Disgusting." I yell. He held his hand up, taking a step forward. And I took a step back. "Wait, wait, wait, wait. I wasn't looking at your, you know..whatever you think I am looking at. I have seen better. I am looking at your locket." He says, tou
Last Updated : 2023-10-06A TWENTY SOMETHING 4. THE DEAL
HANA ' I found out about your marriage with Cillian. Please call me. Explain what is happening there.' The message was sent 13 hours ago. And I am still waiting for Violet's reply with a ramen bowl on my bed. I know it is unhealthy. I feel full after completing this bowl. I am eating it anyway. I feel physically full, but mentally, it is not enough. Shalini said that it is not about food but about having an emotional need that food can't fulfil. She read it somewhere it seems. I always eat more. She always eats less. Lucky her. When I was about to finish the ramen I made, I got a call from an unknown number. I immediately swiped it and kept it at my ear. "Violet," I said with a hope. "Um..nope." I heard a male voice from the other side. I instantly knew who it was, and I hated that I was able to recognise his voice. "What do you want?" I snapped at him. "You." He simply said. I rolled my eyes at that word. "Stop playing games, Bash. I barely
Last Updated : 2023-10-07A TWENTY SOMETHING 5. HOW DO I MAKE YOU FALL FOR ME?
BASH Just one and a half kilometres. If I make it to one and a half kilometres or at least one kilometre, I can get help. The pain is excruciating. I was shot just above the chest. He missed it, and he is coming for me. I couldn't run more. I couldn't fight him. I could see the lights of the resort I visited this morning. So close yet so far. I dragged myself to the cottage I spotted twenty steps away. There is no one here except for the wooden logs. I can't use my right hand as the bullet pierced on the right side. I can't fight a murderer who intends to kill me at any cost with my left hand. But I waited for him to enter so that I could knock him down with the log. I heard the creaking sound of the door. But it wasn't the killer in the red mask who walked in but a teenage girl. I don't know why she entered an abandoned cottage in the middle of woods in a baby pink pyjamas. She did. She wasn't shocked when he looked at me. She looked as though she was contemplating
Last Updated : 2023-10-08A TWENTY SOMETHING 6. WHEN WILL YOU BE MNE?
HANA "Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got FINE written all over you." When I turned to him, Matteo made a Korean heart gesture by crossing his thumb and index finger. His hair covered his entire forehead, and his glass skin always amazed me when I looked at him. How come he is so cute and annoying at the same time? "Matteo?" I called his name slowly. "Did I already use that?" He asked me with a serious tone. "I don't know. But get the hell away from my desk. I have an important activity to complete by EOD." "Okay." He said and disappeared. Shalini is smiling without looking at me. "Stop smiling," I told her, gently patting her shoulder with mine. "He is trying hard. You should give him a chance." I was dumbfounded at her suggestion. "He is younger than me." "Just two years." She shrugged as if it was not a big deal. "Physically, yes. Mentally, he is five years younger than my age and I am ten years
Last Updated : 2023-10-09A TWENTY SOMETHING 7. I HAVE TO KNOW YOU
HANA "There are three months to the wedding. I need to talk to you about something very important. Your father has already taken the decision." Whenever my mom added the line about my father taking the decision, I knew that there was something I didn't like coming my way. But I should not protest because my father, Benjamin Levine has already taken the decision. "What is it?" I asked her, combing my hair. For the first time, she took the comb from my hand, and she started to do it. I hate that very act. She wanted something from me, and she was putting on an act so that I would agree. But the most pathetic thing is my heart felt warm with that simple gesture. I've been so desperate to have a connection with someone in my life that as soon as my mother held the comb, I couldn't care about the wedding they were forcing on me. I would do it if she was like this to me every day. She gently removed a few strands from my face. "You know tha
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A TWENTY SOMETHING 114. THE PROPOSALS
HANA "Baby, you love, Pasta. It's our food. Remember?" Celia shook her head, crossing her hands across her chest. "I hate Pasta. I never want to see that again or smell that." The next second, Alexander ordered the waiter to take the plate away from our table. He was so sure she would like the Pasta. I asked him to wait until Celia came out from the washroom. But he ordered it, saying he knows her wife well. "I hate everything I used to like. This baby is changing me. He is dancing again. See," she took Alexander's hand in hers and placed it on her belly for the second time. "She is dancing," Alexander beamed. "He wants a girl and she wants a boy," Bash whispered in my ears. A married couple used to scare me before. But Celia and Alexander are everything we are, if not much more. Bash held my hand in his gently, kissing my knuckles. "Can we take this food for Luna? And to Matias? This is so delicious. She might like it." I suggested. I st
A TWENTY SOMETHING 113. THE RINGS
BASH My shirt buttons are half done as she dresses in a rush before she bolted to our bedroom. I followed her quietly and knocked on the door. "Go to hell," she yelled from the other side. "Baby, please don't be angry. You know how hard it makes me. We have been at this for many days now." Something hit the door with a bang, and I stepped away from it. She is serious. "Hana, let's talk." "You can't talk me out of it. I am not leaving you here when there is a war coming. I will fight beside you." "You will be so hot when you fight. I may lose focus." Another bang. I raise my hands in surrender, "Okay. There is still a lot of time. Let's not talk about it right away. Open the door. Please." When she didn't open, I added, "I need you." That made the magic happen. The door opened slowly, revealing slender legs, a creased shirt, messy hair, and a cleavage filled with my marks. She didn't button the first four—such a wonderful
A TWENTY SOMETHING 112. PREPARATIONS
BASH "What the hell are you two doing?" The door, barely hanging onto its last hinge, finally gave up and crashed to the floor with a loud bang. Luna flinched, pressing her palms tightly over her ears as her body trembled in my arms. Great. Just great. As if kidnapping his rival's daughter wasn't bad enough, Sandro had developed a possessiveness for her. Trust him to complicate an already brewing war. His expression softened when his gaze landed on the shaking girl. "Luna," he whispered gently, "are you alright?" "Don't scream at me!" she snapped, her voice raw with defiance. Sandro blinked, stunned by her outburst as she stomped out of the room. "I didn't scream at her," he muttered, genuinely perplexed. "You did before," I reminded him. "That girl has an angry father at home, Sandro. She might not respond well to your yelling." He frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?" Sandro couldn't understand. My father
A TWENTY SOMETHING 111. CILLIAN & ROSE
BASH Hana is busy, scowling at Sandro and smiling at everything Matias has to say. Vin is something that I have to pay much attention to but can't because my mind is filled with what Luna has said, precisely signed to Hana. Did she know about Cillian? Did she refer to my father or me? Why did she have to sign it when no one was watching her? What's her plan? Can I share this information with Sandro? Fuck it. I am gonna talk to her. Once I dropped Hana off at home, I went to Sandro's house again to chat with his hostage. "You are back in what?" Sandro held his hand up to check his watch, "one hour? Miss me?" "I need to talk with her." Whether I imagined it or if it really happened, his jaw ticked. Is he angry because I want to speak with her? "In private," I added. "I don't trust you." "I am not the one who kidnapped her. You did." "You might be scheming something since she is your family now." "SHE
A TWENTY SOMETHING 110. SIGNS
HANA Bash has been grumpy all day because I've decided to meet Luna. As expected, he doesn't trust her. I am not sure if I trust her either. But I want to meet her at least once. He took me to Alessandro's house because that's where they are keeping her. Bash assured me that Luna is safe and Sandro and Vincenzo are not the kind of people to force themselves on a girl, they are still criminals. We all are. The blood is on my hand too. "Why did Alessandro agree to keep her in his house?" I asked Bash. Marco followed us quietly as we headed into an enormous living room. Bash rubbed the back of his head, "Beats me. He is being himself." "Hana," Mateo squealed, dashing towards us and before Bash could stop him, I took him in a bear hug. "How is my favourite boy?" I asked him. "Busy. School sucks. Do you wanna see my room?" "Nope, buddy. Not happening. I assure you that she is not falling for that." "Bash," I chided, elbowing him. "Ne
A TWENTY SOMETHING 109. THE TIME OF WAR
BASH There's going to be a war and that's not the end of it. I am sure whatever breathtakingly stupid reason compelled Alessandro to kidnap Colton's daughter is going to cost all of us. When I looked at the girl who was hardly nineteen or twenty years old, sitting quietly in the corner of the room, feigning courage, all I could think was how familiar her eyes were, just like my bee's. "Why the hell did you bring her here?" I questioned Sandro. "We caught Romero. Her father tried to kidnap Mateo and failed miserably. It's a tit for tat." "Colton failed because I was there. I don't think it's a good time to play tit for tat." The girl in the corner sniffled, catching our attention. I walked to her slowly so that I wouldn't startle her. She shifted where she sat. "What's your name?" I asked her gently. "Luna." "Hana and Luna. Sisters indeed." Vincenzo commented for the first time. That's when the girl named Luna who was Hana's half sister
A TWENTY SOMETHING 108. NEVER NORMAL
HANA "I couldn't walk," I complained, sprawling across the bed. "You don't have to." Bash placed a chaste kiss on my cheeks before buttoning his shirt. After I asked him to marry me last night, Bash brought me straight home. We couldn't even make it past the front door before he was inside me, his thrusts urgent and intense. He took me on every flat surface. It felt like a sex marathon. I didn't know when I passed out after coming multiple times. When I opened my eyes again, he was inside me, his hands caressing my head. I was so satiated but when he looked at me with those intense green eyes, I begged him to take me again, my pussy hot and throbbing just for him, for my man, for my Bash. As a result, I can't even pee because my pussy feels like it's burning. Oh, God. It will hurt like a bitch for the next two days. But last night was incredible. That's all that matters. Watching him roll his sleeves, revealing the veins on his muscular hand made me hot and bo
A TWENTY SOMETHING 107. HOW I SEE YOU
HANA For Bash, to talk like an adults with me is him being inside me. I joke about it all the time, and I even got annoyed when he did that when we were discussing the most important decisions in our lives. But now, I missed that feeling of being filled up and conversing. I should have cherished them when they last. I shouldn't have avoided them before. Now the fear of losing that kind of bond gripped me. Now, he is sitting on the edge of the bed, his back to me when he asked me what happened in my old apartment. Now we are discussing like real adults when my body and heart craved what he attuned them to. I told him everything Jonathan disclosed to me. With every truth, his back stiffened and I fought the urge to reach out to him. A long whelming silence followed after I completed speaking. After what felt like an eternity, he got up and paced back and forth in the room. "So, Colton is your fucking biological father? He raped my mother, Hana. He abused her and drove her t
A TWENTY SOMETHING 106. BECAUSE OF WHO I AM
HANA I used to think that this life could not break me more than it already has. I am wrong. I always am. It can become worse and worse. I didn’t expect my dad, I mean Jonathan to show up at my old apartment. When I looked at him, I didn’t see him. I saw that hand raise to slap, I heard the yelling, I saw the shards of glass on the floor, and I heard the fights between my parents. That’s all he has ever been to me, a trauma. “You are making a mistake, Hana.” That’s the first thing he said to me. It’s either I am a mistake or I am making a mistake, never a how are you? I can’t blame him though. He lost the investment because I ran away from the marriage. I sucked in a breath, carefully taking a step back. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” An ugly smirk spread over his lips. “Your boyfriend isn’t that powerful, Hana. He cannot stop me. He cannot stop Colton.” My father is many things, but he never ever trembled before someone. He has too much pride to admit that
