Damon pulls his car up infront of the Singh mansion. Coming out of the car, Itzel murmurs a quiet goodbye to him before making her way inside the mansion. While sitting in the car, Damon can't help but feel miserable as he can't do a fucking thing to help her ease the embarrassment that she must be fighting through right now. Though she did not show anything on her face, Damon knows exactly how she is feeling right at this moment. Inspite of her sporting a nonchalant look all throughout, he can still feel the waves of embarrassment and disappointment coming off of her. She is disappointed in herself, embarrassed because of herself. And Damon can't help but don himself responsible! The thing she had to go through back at that restaurant is just because of him. If only he had not drawn Itzel into this mess! Back in her room, Itzel makes her into her bathroom ever so slowly. Not because she is enjoying it but being so mentally exhausted has made her sluggish. She could feel her eyes burn
Dmitri merely watches as Itzel places her hand on Archer's extended one and they both very swiftly excused themselves. As they walk out of the mansion, maybe out to the garden, Mrs. Beu lets out a rather fake, not too pleasant to the ears, chuckle saying about how today's kids can't even wait to put on wedding rings on each other before beginning the romance part. And Dmitri wants to throw up on her for saying so. He so wishes he could just strangle that fat minded woman with his bare hands along with her overbrooding henpecked husband! He has not failed to notice how both of them were glaring obnoxiously at Itzel all throughout the fucking brunch. However, not wanting to stay standing here while listening to the older people chat away, Dmitri very politely excuses himself telling them if they needed something, they should call him right away, he makes his way out of the mansion too but discreetly, not wanting to let these people have other thoughts out of it. Meanwhile, Itzel and Ar
Okay, this is something really impulsive to just come and straight away threatening Itzel to not get married to Archer! Dmitri knows that but right now, keeping all the logics and reasoning in the back of his mind, all he wants to assert to her that he will do anything in order to cease her chances of marriage with Archer. But so far, looking at her face which is flushed red with anger as she squints her eyes causing her forehead to crease and her jaw is visibly clenched and twitching too. By the look of it, she is surely going to explode on him and Dmitri is somewhat prepared for her outburst. But his decision about ruining their chances at marriage is going to waver. She opens her mouth but before she could utter a word, the voice of a man cuts her off. "Hello, sweetheart!" The man says ignoring Dmitri who is still leaning on Itzel. "Ready to go for it now?" He asks her. Itzel's eyes go big as he casually saunters near the table where she is sitting at before making himself comfort
Damon hesitates, his eyes being downcast onto the table infront of him. Then looking up at an impatient Dmitri, he says, "I can't. I mean that is not my place to tell you the whole thing. I think you should ask Itzel straight away." Dmitri tuts at that."Did I ask for your advice, boy?" He growls out at him in a way to intimidate him and the way he gulps down his throat visibly tells Dmitri that is definitely working. "You better be quick in that. I don't think that you would want to lose your job now." This causes Damon to look at him with clear fear visible in his eyes. "What would you do?" He asks with voice a little quivering."Nothing much you know, just let them know that you are into such illegal shit. And then they will do the rest of the work." Dmitri tells him with a nonchalant shrug at the end. But this is all but an empty threat. Dmitri would not dare shatter one's dream at any cost. He would never let anyone's dream go down the drain like his went. "No, please I beg you
Itzel reaches home with a spring on her feet. The smile that is etched across her lips is never fading. She can't bring herself to believe the fact that she actually won that fight with a quite experienced street fighter. When she reaches at the foot of the staircase, she is met with Ishu on the way. Giving him a tight bear hug, she excitedly spins them both around. "Ishuu..." She screeches cheerily. "I am so happy!" "Woah, there! What is the occasion?" Ishu asks his sister whom he has never seen this happy in like forever. Itzel just smiles brightly at him before squishing his cheeks."Just know that I am happy." With that said, she trudges up the stairs and goes into her room happily humming a random tune. God! This fight was really of a level. She has never thought in her wildest dreams that she would win a fight against such a super built, gym going guy. Yes, it was a man with whom she had fought. Even she was shocked at first but then after a few minutes into the fight, she had
As Itzel closes her eyes more tight, ravishing the kiss between them, some unwanted memories flash through her mind. With the movements of her own lips syncing with that of Mr. Taylor's remind her of Ruc doing the same thing with that beautiful girlfriend of his. How they were eating each other's face, the scene vividly passing across her mind. And just like that, she jerks herself off of Mr. Taylor taking him by surprise as he too snaps open his eyes while looking at her with wide eyes in which shock is evident. Itzel opens her mouth to say something, anything but it is as if her brain has stopped forming any coherent word right at this moment. She will admit, it was her initiative to kiss Mr. Taylor. Though why, she does not know. But why did he respond to her kiss? He should have pushed her off, right? Whatever she would say now it would look like she does not want to take responsibility of her action which is not the case. But she needs some time, to clear her mind. So, without a
"Bhow Bhow!" The small barks emitting from the puppy's mouth, fills the hallway. Itzel looks down and a goofy smile takes over her lips. Lowering herself onto the ground, she picks up the puppy in her arms gently. "Oh, look at you! You are growing too well now!" She cooes at him in a cute childlike voice. He has somehow managed to get out of Mr. Taylor's room and has trudged into the hall now. And as if on tow, Mr. Taylor too comes hot on his tail. "Oh, there you are! Gave me quite a run buddy. Come on, now. It is time for you to take your meds." He says as he finds the puppy curled up in Itzel's arms. But as if the poor puppy understood what does that medicine would mean, he just crawls more into her embrace. Letting out a laugh, Itzel gazes up at Mr. Taylor. "Looks like he does not want to go back to you anymore. Just leave him with me and I will take him to the hospital myself." Itzel says to him but he declines very swiftly. "No, that would not be needed. I will manage myself.
The fiber plate full of delicious food made by Itzel clangs on the floor as it is pushed by Dmitri in a fit of rage. She flinches at that taking a step or two away from where he stands now. Afraid that he might push her like that too, without any hesitation. "What do you think you are trying to do, huh?" He asks her in an angry but low tone. "You think that you are always capable of making things right? To make everything easy with whatever you will do? Well, don't flatter yourself that much! If you think that everyone's world only revolves around you, so that you will feed them to make their fucking mood great, then you are hell wrong!" He spits out through his gritted teeth. "Everything is not easy coming for everyone else just because it is for some rich bratty princess like you! Now, Get the hell out of my face!" Dmitri yells at her and she visibly jumps, not expecting that from her husband. "If not for the damn money for my business, I would not have even married you. Curse my da
It has been a whole week since Itzel got kidnapped, for real! Ruc had dropped her at the Singh mansion right away after rescuing her from that evil Alexeyv Dmitri. Itzel wanted to say it back to him at that very moment, she wanted to say 'I love you too, Ruc!' to him but something stopped her from saying so. Like some supernatural force had put a knot on her tongue. But she plans on saying it today! At first, Itzel was not sure if she should or not, thinking that then she would have to tell him everything about her 'condition' so as to convince him to forget her and be with someone else, as much painful and heart shattering it would be for her. But turns out that her ma had already told Dmitri everything just on the next day of her returning home. When Itzel confronted her by asking her why she did so, she simply told her that she could see how she was suffering from the inside by not being able to choose the right thing, which is to forgive Dmitri, tell him everything, and then be w
Dmitri sits down on the coarse, wet ground as he feels his ears ringing and heart palpitating. Placing a hand over his thudding chest, he closes his eyes briefly and takes in a long breath in before exhaling it through his mouth. 'You can do it!' He tells himself as if giving himself a pep talk. 'For your Itzel!' With that, he stands up again and after one last deep, calming breath in, he starts running towards the entrance of the old, worn out warehouse where they must have kept Itzel. Dmitri knows for a fact that he has been keeping her here only as this is basically the base of all his kidnappings and shippings. For him, Alexeyv Dmitri is nothing more than a vile, cruel man! Even if he is his biological father! That man is the sole reason why Dmitri had to push his love away from him, thinking that if she stays away, he would spare her. But now, Alexeyv Dmitri has some other plans. He is set to use his Itzel for heinous crimes that would profit his illegal business! But, to hell i
All the curses and badmouthing which her father had thrown her way after she had gotten into that horrible accident, are still so fresh in her head! He never once did think how all of these would affect Itzel. What really mattered to him is how he would manage to get her into a marriage again! In these two years, Mr. Singh had tried everything in his power, had consulted every other doctor and specialist to find a way to reverse her, well, 'condition', as he liked to call it. But none of it worked in his favor. How could it have, anyway? Itzel simply does not possess a uterus anymore! The only options for her to have a child, if she ever wants one, is either to have a surrogate or to adopt. Though she does not have any problem with adopting a child in the future, she is not quite sure about it. Like every other woman in this world, even Itzel wanted to have her a child of her own, to get to feel everything that a pregnant woman feels! But alas! She does not have that privilege anymore
'The fuck you are!' Itzel all but wants to yell at his face but refrains herself from doing that. God knows what else Dmitri would do to her and maybe, she would lose her control and sanity all at once. "No, you are not." Itzel mutters stubbornly. But Dmitri just smiles fondly at her showing his pearly whites."So, I was right." He mumbles causing her to frown. "You are just in denial!" Then he lets out a small laugh. "Take your time, Itzel! But remember that in the end, you are mine." As he says this, a shiver runs up her spine causing the small hair on her nape to stand up in attention. Itzel used to feel this way whenever she saw Ruc either angry or dominant on her, and she even felt the same way whenever Mr. Taylor went all so commanding on her! Then, is what Dmitri saying true? Well, it is! And Itzel is aware of it. But is she ever going to admit the same to Dmitri? No, perhaps never! Even if she wants to get back with him now, she could not. She would be just ruining their life
A smile creeps onto Itzel's face as she watches her mother sleep on the bed peacefully with a hint of a smile on her own face. She looks happy, contented even in her sleep. Looking at the wall clock, Itzel lets out a long breath. It is now three in the afternoon. She has been here for the last two hours. But it is all worth it after all. She has managed to pull her mother out from self hate and guilt to some extent. Well, it was quite difficult to convince her that she had not murdered Mr. Singh but at least she told her that she does not hate her for killing him. And, that worked pretty well for them. Seems like Anu is not sad and guilty because she thinks that she had killed Mr. Singh but because she thinks that now her daughter would hate her for killing her father. After talking with her mother and then feeding her some healty porridge lovingly and tucking her to bed, Itzel kisses her on her forehead one last time and heads out of the room to go out. "Anita, Marc, I think I shou
'You surely don't know how dangerous Alexeyv Dmitri is then!' Itzel recalls what Dmitri had told her just a few minutes ago when he let go of her hand. She is still quite surprised that he actually let her go out! And how does he even know the name of the boss of the mafia for whom she and Itzel work? Even she did not know his full until Dmitri told her! And just how much more Dmitri knows about that man? On other thought, Itzel thinks that Alexeyv Dmitri is somehow related to Dmitri, not only because their surnames are the same of course. They somewhat look alike as well. Though Itzel has seen him just once that was when she went to plead with him to let her join back the street fighting because she could not keep up the job of a temptress stealer. She has seen him in person and still remembers a few of his facial features clearly, like he too has azure eyes and jet black hair. "Madam, we are here." Itzel snaps back from her little bubble and blinks at the driver. With a quick nod,
"What about her?" Itzel asks immediately in a low tone. When she mentioned her mother's name, her concern skyrockets and she can't help but feel restless now. "Is everything all right?" She asks her. "Don't worry, the doctor said that she is much better now but the thing is about something else still concerning her." "What is it?" Itzel asks, curious to know what Anita wants to tell her about her mother. "I am afraid, you have to come over here so we can talk about it." Anita replies."Uh, okay. I will be there but it might take some time for me to reach there as I am not in the Singh mansion right now." Itzel tells her while sending an accusing glare Dmitri's way. "Oh, okay. No problem at all! Come at your convenient time, I am home today for the whole day." Anita tells her to which she replies as a quick thank you and see you there before hanging up. Itzel then goes to call back Damon finally but suddenly her phone gets snatched away from her hands by Dmitri. "Hey! I was going
"Itzel! Do you want to know what is there for lunch?" She hears Dmitri's voice coming from outside the room in which she is in right now. "Anyway, let me just tell you then. Hmm, so we have here grilled chicken and spring rolls! And for dessert we have..guess what?" He is trying his absolute best to make Itzel come out of that room but she is not having any of it now. Even if she is hungry right now, she would not go out of this room to eat with him. Because, well, she is angry at him. Wait, no, not just angry but she is mad at him for pulling up such a stunt with her earlier. How dare he send his assistant to kidnap her and literally lock her up in this haunted, abandoned building! Itzel has made up her mind that she would never talk to him ever again, even though it sounds too unrealistic to her own ears. But at least she could try and put up a nice, long tantrum drama with Dmitri, right? Standing outside the room, Dmitri lets out a defeated and tired sigh as he eyes the closed doo
'KNOCK..KNOCK!!!' Itzel almost jumps out of her bed as the loud noise of banging at her room's door pierces her ears. "Coming!" She yells at the person who is being desperate for her to open the door. As she gets up from the mattress, her phone starts ringing too.'Tring! Tring!' It causes her to jump again as she gets hit on her left thigh against the bedpost. "Ooww!" Massaging her thigh with her left hand, she ignores the constant ringing of her phone and goes to open the door. When she does, she finds a man in his early or mid forties standing there looking at her with a frantic look on his face. "Yes? Do I know you?" Itzel asks the man frowning. The man just shakes his head at her."No, miss. You certainly do not know me but I was sent here to get you to the hospital with me. Your mother, Anupriya, is awake up and wishes to see you. Could you please come there with me?" He asks very politely and Itzel finds herself nodding her head, agreeing to go with him to the hospital when