Chapter 14: Hello, MateKiaraMy mom and dad were staring at Ethan, his hand pausing mid-air when realization crossed his features. His breath hitched and his eyes widened. I could feel the tension in the air and easily poke it with the butter knife.It wasn't like I called Ethan daddy anyway, it reminded me of my dad. No, Ethan loved to tease me with it and see me cringe every time he said it. I should've never opened my mouth and told him about how Laura and Carmella thought he was daddy goals.Hai Bhagwan.Ethan quickly took the pepper shaker beside the salt, coughing nervously. "Pepper."Phew. But should I tell him that the lid was broken? No, he deserves it.He didn't see the lid was broken and shook its contents in the glass of lassi. My parents were still staring at him when he took the sip of lassi filled with pepper.Don't drink it! Gross.I winced mentally when he grimaced, scrunching his face at the taste of the sweet drink filled with pepper and coughed vigorously.I held
Chapter 15: Okay, NikeEthanI froze with terror hearing her brother's footsteps marching toward her room. If Karan found me hovering above his very naked little sister, I would have to prepare my own funeral. And no one would come. Karan trusted me with her life and to protect her and scare other guys away when he was not with her.But, now, look at me. Enjoying my own dessert by teasing her.“I am going to die,” I whispered, looking into her dilated brown eyes.Kiara smacked my arm. “Hide. Now.”Yes, hide. As if that would help me with my impending doom. I heard his footsteps coming closer and my heartbeat increased. I was about to dive under her bed when she wore her crumpled T-shirt without the bra. I noticed her panties and shorts on the floor, which I had carelessly thrown a few moments ago.The bad part of me wanted to keep them, but I handed them to her, rolling under the bed with my belt. I took a sharp breath when I heard the shuffle of blankets, knowing she used them to co
Chapter 16: What’s Two Plus Two?Kiara“Fuckfuckfuck—ah! Shit, right there. Ethan!” I gasped for breath.His fingers curled inside me, making me cream more while his thumb stimulated my clit. His knuckles pressed on my wet folds while his lips brushed on my inner thigh with his hair tickling my sensitive skin. He looked up at me, his mouth a hairsbreadth away from my weeping pussy.“You’re so tight, Kia. I can just imagine what it’d be like when I fuck you,” Ethan whispered, his hot breath and deep husky voice sending tremors down my body to my aching core.I clenched my inner walls, garbling something in reply as his mouth went back to town, kissing my nether lips. His tongue was like a wand, doing magic on my pussy and making it spellbound with every twirl, flick, and swirl, making me see stars. I screamed in bliss, feeling my walls spasm while I held him there, tugging on his thick hair.He chuckled and held my trembling thighs from snapping shut on his face. The chuckle sent shive
PART THREE“I think my pussy and your dick have a tryst.Just saying.”Chapter 17: I am JEDI!KiaraThe next day, I woke up on a wet pillow. I wasn't feeling well and looked up at the ceiling. With a heavy sigh, I walked toward my washroom and stopped when I saw that the window—which I always kept open—was closed. Then I saw my black journal on the desk with wet stains on the paper, which was smeared with the black ink of the pen.Shaking my head, I closed it and kept it in my backpack. After the shower, I got dressed and skipped breakfast. I had already texted Ethan that I wouldn't come early with him, so I was going to walk for half an hour to reach school.I let the music blast in my ears through earphones, observing the people walking beside me on the street. Katherine started texting me about last night, but I ignored her texts, focusing on the music. I needed to be alone with my thoughts for a while.***I jumped when Liam entered the female washroom, closing the door behind him
Chapter 18: Back Massages are a Way to Women’s HeartsEthanWe didn't sleep until four in the morning.But then again, I had to wake her up in half an hour, so I decided to let Kiara have some rest because she seemed exhausted. I made coffee and breakfast for us and all I could wonder was how did we keep up with having sex for more than an hour. I had to scold Eiffel down because he was being a bad boy."Kia, wake up." I tried shaking her shoulder to see any reaction. I did get a reaction. A small snore and cuddling her face in the pillow.I sighed, raking a hand through my hair. She was naked, her tanned legs tangled in the blanket and hair wildly splaying on her sheets. She surely was a sight for sore eyes.“Bella, we have to go to school. You can't miss a day, remember?"Kiara whined, "I am so tired . . . and sore."The bed dipped when I sat beside her and removed the strands from her face, letting my hand rest on her cheek. "Hey, let's get showered and you can sleep on the bleache
Chapter 19: I Like Your Neon Ones BetterKiara“So how are things with Ethan?” my mother asked, looking through the dresses and flashing me a small smirk.It was Sunday and Mom wanted to spend some time with me and my brother, but Karan was busy packing for his university where he was flying to London for his masters in Design. I didn’t have anything much to do except play the piano, cuddle with Ethan—or more—read a book and go through my AP English essay.My cheeks heated up as soon as I thought about him and how we had gone out with friends for dinner and ended up in the backseat of his car before reaching home. My hand fleeted through the different flashy colors and materials as I shrugged.“Things are good, Mama,” I said. “I like him.”“Oh,” she tsked, walking over to me. “So, you just like him? Nothing else.”I could never hide anything from her, could I?I swallowed nervously. “You know I love him, Ma.” I looked around the dress section to check if he was here in the mall just t
Chapter 20: StayKiaraBy the time Ethan pulled up at the hospital, my hands were shaking. He asked me if I could walk or talk. I shook myself and scrambled out of the car, clutching his hand in mine to stop it from shaking. He didn’t mind.The front receptionist knew I was Dr. Vijay Sharma’s daughter, giving me the room number and when she asked about Ethan, I said he was family. We rushed to the room number 203 and my heart dropped in my stomach.My mom was on the bed, various IVs and pipes attached to her frail pale body, her eyes closed as she breathed slowly from the mask propped on her face, covering her nose and mouth. Ethan held my hand tightly and I knew he wanted to assure me, but he himself was shocked.“What happened?” I asked my father, who was talking to a doctor, looking worried.He turned to me and sighed in relief when he saw Ethan too. He pulled me in a hug. He smelled like medicines and the mild scent of Mom’s sandalwood. “Your mom was having chest pains for a while
Chapter 21: We Broke the BedEthanSeeing Kiara break after her mom’s funeral was one of the most heartbreaking things I had ever witnessed. She had begged me for something I couldn’t give her when she was suffering, and she had finally cried, sobbing in my chest for hours until her body got exhausted and she slept. I didn’t leave her, even when she told me she was fine. Because that’s how I had felt when my little brother had passed away.“Do you want anything else?” I asked, kissing her cheek and standing up from her bed.It had been a month since we both were called to the principal’s office and Kiara was slowly getting better as time healed even the deepest wounds. She was focusing her mind more on studies than ever, writing rarely and playing the piano. But I hadn’t seen her paint or sketch.“No,” she said, her nose buried in her notes as she solved a math equation. “Wait, is this right? I used the formula, but I am not sure.”I bit back my smile and leaned closer to look at the
Bonus Scene TenEthan“How are you feeling now?” I asked Kiara who was lying down on the hospital bed wincing now and then because of the contractions. She tried to give me a reassuring smile, “I am okay, just waiting to hold them in my arms.” I kissed her forehead, smiling down at her beautiful brown gold eyes. “I will be right here, Bella. It’s going to be okay.” Squeezing her hand, I sat beside her, talking to her in whispers. Kiara’s water had broke the night before after dinner and we had settled in the hospital room, the nurse had mentioned that it will take a while before she can give birth as her diameter wasn’t wide enough. That was twenty-four hours ago. The twins were definitely taking time coming into the world. I made sure she was as relaxed as possible, feeding her and holding her when she got afraid, thinking about our previous miscarriages. My mothers arrived and talked with her while her teary-eyed father watched her from the distance, congratulating me. “Babe…”
Bonus Scene NineKiara“Baby please,” I begged, pouting and batting my lashes at my husband who was busy making a tie. “You won’t be late for the meeting, you know how much I want you.” The babies kicked at my stomach, making me caress my growing belly while I shamelessly ogled at Ethan. His tan skin and the way his shirt stretched over his shoulders. The same shoulders where my legs had stayed last night until he had made me cum with his mouth, ordering me to play with my nipples while he tongue fucked me to oblivion. He looked up at me with narrowed eyes which grew softer seeing me caress my heavily pregnant stomach. He walked closer and kissed my stomach, the babies kicking again, knowing their daddy’s touch. Ethan smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, making me frown. “No, Kiara,” he said sternly. “You said that last week and I was an hour late to the meeting.”“That was not my fault,” I argued back. “We had a quickie and then you told me—no, you ordered me to stay stil
Bonus Scene EightEthanAfter the dinner, three of us sat together for a while, drinking wine and listening to Khalid talk about his country. As he told us about the highly proficient education system, I pointed Kiara not to have another glass of wine. I didn’t want her to drink too much for what we were going to do later that night. I had promised her we would do anything she wanted, and I wanted to keep that promise. Only if both of us were sober. Khalid left, giving me a hug and congratulating both of us again. After thanking the staff for the delicious food, we went upstairs hand in hand. The sexual tension of what would happen next hovered heavily between us.I kept glancing at Kiara from the corner of my eye when she stripped out of her dress and wearing a flimsy white robe that did nothing to hide her beautiful curves. I had to control myself when she went to do her nighttime routine and joined her to brush my teeth in sweatpants. “Are you going to tell me what you want, Bell
Bonus Scene SevenKiaraI couldn’t handle the dry heat anymore and by the sound of sand and heavy wind, I had figured that we were in some type of dessert. I squeezed Ethan’s hand just to be relieved that he was still sitting beside me in the car. “Come on, Ethan, tell me where are we going,” I asked him, touching the blindfold around my eyes which he had tied when we landed on the ‘surprise’ place from a private plane. “I know it’s some type of dessert.” “Wait a little longer,” he said, his voice husky and sounding deeper than before. “Have patience, Bella.” I tried to relax in the leather seat but I couldn’t, shifting nervously and fumbling with my fingers on the lap. I wanted to know where he was taking me. I wanted to know what the surprise was. I wanted to see him, my Ethan. I wanted to kiss him and make love to him. The past few days after our Indian wedding, we were busy with having everything ready for our honeymoon trip and Ethan wouldn’t tell me where we were going. He ev
Bonus Scene SixEthan“You look like an Indian Prince, sweetheart,” my mom said, helping me with the red turban I had to wear with the red and golden shervani. It stretched over my broad shoulders and tapered down to my waist, reaching my knees. It was beautiful with intricate designs and patterns of gold. My mom was exaggerations, as most mothers do, but I could feel that I looked special wearing it. Like a Prince or King ready to marry his bride and whisk her away. I wondered how beautiful my Bella would look tonight wearing her bridal lehenga. My mothers had prohibited me from seeing it and Kiara agreed with them. I was suppose to see her at the mandap tonight with everyone else. Sadly, I won’t be able to ask her to remove her underwear like I had during our western wedding because I knew it might make her uncomfortable in the lehenga. Liam, Rio and Volt were ready wearing the similar shades of blue in a shervani with the blue turban. Both of my mothers dotted on them, applying
Bonus Scene FiveEthanI was surrounded by Kiara’s uncles and aunties, pinching my cheeks and applying some kind of turmeric paste on my arms and face and feet. Kiara had mentioned that Haldi ceremony would include strangers applying the paste on your skin with Mango leaves to get glowing skin on the day of wedding, but I didn’t think people would take this so seriously. Liam said that Kiara was getting the same treatment and I hope she was doing okay. Indian traditional music with various classical instruments played in the background, people talking and laughing as they enjoyed themselves with Indian sweets. I was sure that I had gained six pounds just by inhaling the delicious food and snacks that were going around. “Hey.” I asked Liam, “What’s up with you and Deepika? Kiara’s cousin?” His grey eyes turned to me, his eyebrows raising a fraction. “What do you mean?”I rolled my eyes, “Liam, I have known you since you were seven, I noticed—even Kiara did, how you looked at her.”H
Bonus Scene FourKiara“Are you sure you don’t want to drink wine?” Katherine asked, shuffling her gorgeous navy blue bridesmaid dress. “I even snuck in a bottle of gin for you.”Anya shot her a warning look and walked up to stand beside me. She looked stunning with her features sharp, her silky black hair woven in a low bun. “Do you need anything, Kiara?” “No, thank you, Anya. I am feeling a little overwhelmed wearing this dress. It feels unreal,” I ended with a nervous chuckle, my hands smoothening over the white satin of the wedding dress. It hugged the curves of my body and even showed little cleavage. It was modest, but it was stunning. I felt beautiful in it. Anya squeezed my shoulder in reassurance while Katherine told me to take a small gulp of gin. They both started talking about how it was not a good idea for the bride to reek of alcohol on her wedding day, moments before she walks down the aisle. I was too distracted by the nervous flutter in my belly, knowing that I was
Bonus Scene ThreeKiaraMy aunt wanted to talk to me, and sadly, I had to go with her. Ethan was pouting at me when I had to leave. I was sad because I wanted to spend some time with him before the wedding.I bit back my smile and followed my aunt. I still couldn’t believe that I would be Ethan’s wife and he would be my husband. I shivered thinking about sharing my life with that man who looked devilishly handsome in the navy blue kurta waiting for me in my childhood bedroom. My fingers roamed around the rim of my engagement ring. This is real. We are getting married. I had been following my aunt while she introduced to me my entire family which was currently together in dad’s hometown to celebrate Diwali. I might have to ask Ethan to massage my back because it had started aching after bowing so much and accepting everyones blessings. A nervous giggled escaped my throat when an old lady who was my father’s neighbor smacked a kiss on my cheek, holding my head. My aunt held back her l
Bonus Scene TwoEthan“Are you sure?”I cleared my throat and looked at Kiara. She squeezed my hand, nodding reassuringly at her father and grandmother. She looked so fucking beautiful in light makeup, her blood-red lips, the small bindi on her forehead and wearing large earrings, jhumkas, on her ears. Her hair tumbled down her hot red blouse and just thinking about that morning, watching her get ready in the sari made me squirm in my seat. Was it bad that seeing her in Indian clothes made me want to lock us in a room and fuck her while she was wearing a sari?Hold it in your pants, Eiffel. Not the right time to think about Kiara in her sari and how hot she looks.My eyes averted to the man who was drilling holes in my skull and swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes, papa. In how many languages do I have to answer you?” I took a sharp breath, hearing her voice. She was clearly not amused by her father’s question. Mr Vijay Sharma looked at me as if I was asking his permission to reco