The shrill sound of her alarm clock goes off. Itzel jerks off from her sleep at the sound of it. As she goes to sit up straight feeling the pressure in her bladder, she feels something stopping her making her fall back onto the soft mattress. Trailing her eyes to the side, Itzel finds a very calmly sleeping Mr. Taylor sleeping right next to her. His arms going around her upper body, snaking very possessively. At the very first thought, a smile creeps up her face but then vanishing quickly as she realizes the current position they are in. She has adorned one of her short, strap tunic top which reaches just up to her belly button with a short shorts which reaches her mid thigh. Itzel remembers wearing them because they are comfortable and she had decided to binge watch some romantic series along with Mr. Taylor last night. A part of her wanted to tease him by wearing such clothes but now she is feeling all shy because she does not know when he had come into her room last night, and if h
"So, tell me now, how did you learn all these skills?" Itzel asks him sitting across from him on the bed with folded legs."How did I learn what?" Dmitri retorts at her with an amused but innocent face. Squinting her eyes narrow at him, Itzel moves a bit closer to him and lets her index finger to trail down his neckline sensually slow."You don't want to cross me, Mr. Taylor. Trust me." She whispers right into his ear causing him to involuntarily shiver at that. But thankfully, he does not get caught. Damn, this girl! Does she know what effect she has on Dmitri? Of course, she knows! And that is why she is exploiting it to her own benefit now. "Okay, okay. Now, stop teasing me, Ms. Itzel! I might not be able to control myself if you keep up with this." Dmitri tells her as he painfully shifts in his position. "So, you want to know how I know how to treat animals?" She nods in agreement."Yes, how do you, like a professional?" "I went to veterinary medicine school for two years." He t
"Stop...stop it!!" Itzel's laughter fills the room as Dmitri does nothing but tickle her causing her to laugh uncontrollably until her eyes get watery. "I..I admit! I admit. O..okay?" Itzel says and that is when Dmitri finally spares her. Her laughing carries on for a moment more or so before she sobers up clutching her now aching stomach and wiping a few of the stray tears off of her face. "Oh, so now you finally admit, eh?" Dmitri asks her with a smug look. Itzel just rolls her eyes at him playfully before nodding."Yeah, yeah. I admit that you look way more young and charming for your age." She says and that makes Dmitri smile brightly as he proudly nods to himself. "That I am! Thank you for the compliment by the way, my love." He tells her bowing like a true gentleman."Too much of a narcissist now, are we?" Itzel says with an infuriated look. Not because of the fact that Mr. Taylor is handsome but because he knows that he is! And it has slightly racked her brain as she keeps th
The loud bangs coming at the door to her room causes Itzel to jump up from the bed. The arm of Dmitri that is being snaked around her torso thankfully saves her from falling off of the bed. Sensing her move beside him, Dmitri too wakes up from his sleep and looks at her frowning self. The knocks are now getting more incessant."Someone is at the door! You need to hide somewhere fast!" Itzel screeches at him, her throat feeling a bit scratchy from just waking up. Dmitri gets no time to react or say anything as Itzel literally drags him towards her bathroom by tugging at his hand and motions him to get in quick. Then she quickly composes herself and goes to open the door. "Ma? What is happening? Is everything all right?" She asks as soon as her gaze falls on her frantic looking mother who is looking back at her with wide, panicking eyes and a phone clutched at her one hand. "Is someone on the phone, ma?" She nods at her vehemently."Yes, it is the police department! They are saying that
When they reach there, Itzel is first to get out of the suv, followed by her mother after. Turning around, she gives her brother a last warning look. "Ishu, don't get out of the car, we will be back in a few minutes." Okay, a few more minutes if the body really is their father's. Ishu just boredly leans his back against the car seat."I know, di! I will not get out of here." But he knows why his sister is finding it hard to believe in him. Apparently, Ishu is not exactly known for his great compliance. Telling the driver to look over him, she and her mother go away. "Don't you have any better work to do?" Ishu questions the driver who just ignores him at first knowing what he is playing at. "Listen, I am hungry. Bring me some food. Now." He orders the driver who is amused by the little boy's fierce command. "Master, if you don't know already, but I am the driver of your family and not the butler." He calmly replies to Ishu who grinds his teeth out of annoyance glaring daggers at the
Sitting at the dining table, Itzel watches Ishu just playing with his spaghetti and not eating it. With a distant look on his face, he just stares at the dish aimlessly. Itzel can understand that he is going through a hard phase, a very hard phase of his life, seeing as he has lost his father just two days ago, and not to forget, he has actually seen his ghastly looking dead body with his own eyes. But as his big sister, Itzel has to try and help him get over this hard time of his life. "Ishu, do you want me to make you some pancakes? Banana pancakes, your favorite! What do you say?" Itzel asks him trying to sound enthusiastic but it does nothing to help Ishu whatsoever. He just shakes his head from side to side without even looking up at her. And now she does not know how to cheer him up. He has been missing his football practice for two days in row but that is okay with her. She is not going to force him to go out and play when he barely even talks now. Sighing, she sits back on he
Dmitri watches as Itzel walks over to the other side of the counter with the glass tumbler full of water in her hands. Drinking the content in almost one go before placing it in the dishwasher and moving out of the kitchen with hasty steps. Maybe she does not want him to make anything out of her actions but Dmitri sees through it. Ever since the 'falling' word has slipped his lips, she has been trying to avoid talking to or even seeing him as much as possible. And now he curses himself for ever saying that infront of her. Though Itzel is trying to come off as normal infront of him, like everytime she sees him, she passes him a smile which is rather a tight lipped one. Even now when Dmitri came into the kitchen to help with the lunch for today, Itzel was having some water but went out of here as soon as she saw him. With a defeated sigh, Dmitri makes it to the kitchen island and begin discussing the menu for today's lunch with the cook. While doing all this though, he is even fretting
Walking near to where they are sitting, Dmitri stops right infront of Anita. "What did you tell her exactly to make her agree to go God knows where to with you?" Dmitri questions her. Purely out of curiosity because he knows that he does not stand a chance against this woman. She smiles but does not tell him anything. "Relax, young man! She does not mean any harm to your girl, you know it better than anyone." The man from beside her says standing up to his height. Dmitri goes to say that he trusts her but is cut off by him. "Don't worry. We have not told her anything yet. Figured you are yet to tell her about your truth and that if we tell us, it might ruin everything for the both of you. Now come, let's go out for a short walk until your girl comes back down. Yeah?" Dmitri, at first, hesitates but then agrees to him and they both walk out of the mansion. "I don't know if you remember me but I am Marcony, the man who was with Anita when you came to the hotel room that day, remember?"
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