Christiana's point of view Ough! I got off work exactly at 6 p.m. and returned home as soon as possible. I blared the loud music to hear nothing from outside and figure out things. Huh! All in vain. My hands were still shaking whilst having dinner. I was sitting in my thoughts. Though it had been more than a couple of hours since I had come from the office. I cannot tell why I was shaking. Was it the fear of not arranging the money or because of having the dinner hurriedly? Or was it my job? With the constant work traffic at the workplace and my issues, it was rare that I could find peace. I longed for peace that day more than any other day before. I barely got any time to figure out things that happened in recent days. I was already dealing with my contract marriage and job then. Moreover, a major part of me was dormant. But God had to test my patience more. There were only a few days left in my hands. I had to arrange the money anyhow to get my brother's bail. I wanted him o
Christiana's point of view Before coming up to that conclusion, I had a miserable time. MISERABLE. I was crying, yelling, and slamming doors. My stomach was twisting, my hands were trembling, and my cheeks were burning. I was scared! BROKEN HEARTED. HEAVY HEART. SUNK HEART I was weighed down by the feeling of sadness. My heart sank all the more after heading towards the place where I was not supposed to. With flaccid muscles, drooping eyelids, red eyes, and a hanging head, I approached the person I was not supposed to. I wasn’t. Yes. Huh! Why did I even go there? How did I even think that she will help me out? Never. Never means. I was such a fool to approach her. Such an idiosyncratic soul I was. She – may stepmother. Ough! Yes, I met her finally. All those days I had made excuses about her name, but that day I went to her place. Her place. It ain’t her place, it was my parents' place. The dream world that they had created, love, affection and hard-earned money were the base and
It was almost 11:30 in the morning. I approached the bus stand took the bus and reached BURBANK’S CAFÉ on time. Yes! Alivia and I were to reach the café by noon. Alivia had already warned me to be on the time. So, I decided to be there early. When it came to both of us, we probably had different definitions for what it meant to reach at the time. But that day was different. I glanced at my wristwatch, it was around ten minutes left until noon. After waiting for a while finally, I called Alivia.“Hello! Where are you?”“On my way to the café. Will be there by noon.”“It is already noon.”“Oh! shoot. Don’t tell me you are already at the café.”“Hahaha! Yes, I am there.” I grinned.“Ah! No… how come?” She sighed. “Anyways, I’ll be there in five minutes.” She continued.“Huh!” I took a deep breath. She was to be there in a few minutes. The whole night I had been thinking about how to put my things before her. Again, the same awkwardness and fear were occupying my mind. I knew what to do
Christiana’s point of view Have you ever been done with life? Every day, life keeps on testing us. And we ought to have patience and endeavor. Even if it is difficult, we need to hold ourselves until the goal is reached. Becoming weak is not at all an option. That was how I was feeling that day. Ring. Ring. Ring The doorbell rang for the third time. I did not want to turn to it. “Aaargh! Who else will be there except my dearest husband? When will this stop?” I mumbled while frowning. With heavy and fast steps, I approached the door. “What is wrong with you? Did you not hear the bell ring? Where were you?” Tiger yelled at me while glaring. I furrowed my eyebrows listening to his set of questions. “I was in the washroom,” I told him a lie. I did not want to indulge in an unnecessary fight with him. So, just escaped from that situation. Above all, I needed to persuade him to sign a loan agreement with me. Priority – that was my priority. . . I brought him a cup of latte while he
Christiana’s point of viewCreak. Creak. Creak.I could hear heavy walking steps approaching towards my room. The walking steps weren’t familiar. I was a little taken aback.“Is it of Tiger? I doubt.”Ring. Ring. Ring.The doorbell rang, and the fear took everything in me. I was standing a few inches away from the door. I got up and went to see whoever was on the other side of the door.Holy Jesus!Tiger, yes, it was Tiger.Oh! Shit.I came back opening the door.Fluttered!He fluttered his lashes and opened his eyes again and again. Tiger literally blinked his eyes more than five times to confirm the view in front of him. He wasn’t able to avert his eyes from me.“Am I looking like a clown?” I tittered whilst mirroring myself. His gaze made me doubt myself.“No… in fact you are….” He muttered. Squinted! He squinted his eyes whilst having my view from top to bottom. His mouth fell wide open in awe as he was awestruck by the frame in front of him.When he came inside the room, I had fr
Christiana’s point of view“All good.” Tiger spoke.“Yeah! I am fine.” I tried to escape him. Though failed miserably. “Really?” He doubted me yet again.“Yes, will you stop your nuisance. I need to go off to sleep.” I snapped at him for I wanted to ignore the situation. “Yes, yes. I will keep shut.” He sounded quite weird. “Better.” I replied.“By the way, when are you going to tell me the factuality?” Jesus. I thought he was to doze off. But no, I was wrong. He started intriguing me. “What factuality?” I spoke to him in a very casual tone. “Well, factuality. That very factuality you wanted to tell me from two days, but you aren’t telling me.” He had probably figured out that I was up to something. He had read my face. “Yeah, yeah! I read your face. But ain’t that talented. Didn’t get everything. So, do me a favor and tell me what is it.” He added further. “Umm…” I stammered. “Yes, yes. Carry on.” He said to me while holding my hands. Is he fooling me again? No, no, not again.
Christiana’s point of viewDamn! I melted there. “Is he so nice?” I mumbled. “Are you okay?” He said to me again while looking to and fro and, into my eyes without blinking as he assesses the pain inside me. My shoulders began to shake, my heart started racing, and hurt-filled tears rolled down my eyes to my cheeks. “No, I am a little in shock,” I replied holding myself.“Why, what happened?” He spoke very softly looking at me with utmost affection and concern. He squeezed every emotion within me “You are so concerned…. You are, Tiger. You…” The realization of what happened was more special than what he did.“Umm… Well, I… Actually… How to say.” I could feel his awkwardness.“I was……” Tiger stumbled over his words as a vocal mirror of his thoughts. Solicitude. I could see in his eyes. He experienced me, though he showed it differently.Abruptly. Tiger wrapped his arm around my shoulder – not that tight but he did.I felt his arms and hands go around my frame and he picked me up gent
Christiana’s point of viewI needed to feel everything which happened that day. His concern, care and affection. My regret. Love. And whatnot.How:He leaned closer. The scent of mint coming from his mouth invaded my senses. His breath fanned over my face. I inhaled at the level of intimacy we shared. We were close. Too close. My bosom and his chest heaving at the same rhythm. And his lips inched closer to mine. His mouth was on mine, he must have felt the wetness and hotness like me. Though I didn’t know what was actually going on. He carried on ahead and kissed me everywhere. He was still kissing me, when he went down lower and said,” you are too hard and soft at the same time.” He moved his lips to my hips and hit my buttocks. I was so tempted. My body craved him through his touch and kisses. I got all of those things in the way he kissed me. I spread my legs for him and his manhood came in me in another form. He slowly thrust inside me.The way he held me, hold on to my emotions w