Christian
She slides her hand out of my grip. My heart winces and I try to reconcile myself. She's not wrong either.
"I hope you'll value my self-esteem. Whenever I look at this apartment, I feel like I have done something in my life without any help from my friends and family. I just want to feel it forever. Don't snatch it from me," she says.
"I totally value it. But—"
"Have you freshened up?" She interrupted, clearing her throat and cleaning the counter. "I'll serve the dinner"
"I'm done," I said. "Want me to help?"
"No. You must be tired. Kane told me about the excessive
IvannaI watch Christian fast asleep, half-laid on me, his arm draping my waist and his head positioned on my upper breast. I have been watching him for straight ten minutes so I can get out of his grip once he moves. But he doesn't move. Everytime he wiggles, he tightens his grip around me more.He's not going to leave me even if I sleep.What's this man?I can't understand him.I let out a deep sigh and take a look at the clock.It's already six past ten and I need to make breakfast for him, only if he allows me to get up.
IvannaIt shocks me since he never did this. An outhouse will be the pettiest thing for him to get but he denied straight. I keep gawking at him, not because I want that outhouse truly.His stern eyes abruptly come on me, wriggling into the cosy ones with a smile."Stop pulling my leg", he snickers, walking towards me. So, he knows I'm teasing him."Huh! What about you? You do it all the day", I groan, walking back to the villa as he follows me."So, you're playing tit for tat with me, huh?" I can hear him cracking up. Turning around, I throw him a strong glare and walk inside.
IvannaI hear Christian's phone buzzing but my mouth is perfectly sealed with his one. I can't speak, nor can I drive him away. The spell of his warm tongue captivates my entire body every time he kisses me. This is the maximum I can give to him, maybe not more than this.Maybe, I can when he will trick me with his lusty actions and I won't have another choice except to give in to him. But I know he'll never do such things. That's why he stopped immediately when I asked him to. This gesture of him pulls me closer to him again and I can't help kissing him my heart out.Our tongues fight inside and I don't remember for how long we have been kissing. It's been a while. He doesn't leave me and the buzz of his phone disturbs me.
Christian "Didn't you get my message? I told you not to come here," Ivanna snaps, bringing her face near my neck. "I got it" "Then?" "Then? I thought you might want me to show up. Otherwise, you wouldn't text me the opposite," I grin, riding slowly near the highway. "Huh! No. Why would I want you to show up here? To create a mess for me?" Her voice is sharp yet I'm enjoying it. "Did I create a mess? See what I have turned into for you," I say. "I can see it. And you look young now," she cracks up as I wiggle
Christian "Are you sure you want ice cream because you're hungry?" I groan when she comes to me with two bars of ice cream. "Yeah. Don't you think I can cool down my stomach with it?" She giggles as we find a peaceful place at the corner of the carnival. She sits under a banyan tree and tells me to sit down next to her. I don't dare to deny and sit on the grass, cross-legged. She hands me mine and starts taking big bites of her ice cream, her lips slightly covered with the vanilla cream which makes her look no less than a kid. I laugh silently as her eyes come upon me. She scans my hand and frowns. "Your ice cream is gonna melt"
ChristianHalf of our day is spent in the carnival and she's not satisfied with it yet. She buys sundresses, t-shirts, ear pins, hats and I don't remember half of the things which she can easily get from home itself. But Ivanna is Ivanna. Her life is more vibrant than I can ever think of. The moment I think I have known her better, she comes up with some shades of colours I have never seen in my life. My life is formal like black and white. Her life is vibrant with a million tints which makes me go crazier for her with every passing second.We walk towards the exit where I carry almost eighty per cent of my stuff. Even though Colton tried to take them, Ivanna came up with her million-dollar taunt, "Is Colton my husband or you?"I don't know if she's teaching me a good lesson
IvannaMy eyes freeze on the view as my sanity takes me back to the moment. The night, the place, the words I spoke, the words he spoke, the feeling I had, crumble inside me again as I take my step back, holding the seat of the motorbike behind me."What happened? Let's go," Christian holds my arm but I immediately slide it away, gaping at him."Not here. Can we leave?" My voice shakes."Why? I heard this is the finest club in Texas""I'm tired," I lie."That's why we are here. To relax," he steps closer to me and tucks my hair behind my ear.
Ivanna"Ch— Chris," I immediately grab his arm and pull him back towards me as he gazes at the guy, his jaw clenching and his arms stiffening."Hey, duh! There's nothing to be serious about," the blonde-haired guy chuckles.Christian says nothing, only glares at him with his dark eyes. My heart throbs faster than any other day as I grab his shoulder with another hand nervously. I know the outcomes of his silent glare."Christian, please come here. Leave it," I whisper.I can see the guy gulping down and stepping backwards and I just want him to leave as soon as possible.
JohnGetting married in the 50s isn't that strange anymore. But for me, it was— for a man who believed his marriage would last forever and then believed he would never marry again. I stood before the mirror as Ryan helped other groomsmen with their last fit."You all look pretty handsome. Ready to leave. But I wish Kevin had that time to get a good fit. Your suit sucks!""I feel better anyway", Kevin snarls. I chuckle while fixing my bow tie, watching my sons in their 20s still fighting like toddlers. It's been a blessing for me to have a family which didn't break even after the biggest disaster. And maybe it was because, in our family, it had always been us. Me and my two boys. Their mother wasn't there. The death was just a formality. I didn't really change that much. My boys were happier than ever after she died. It's really mean of me to think that way but it was the truth. They were traumatised because they were kids. As they grew up, I realised they had a better and healthier
It's been a while since I updated this book. However, I have delayed letting you know that I'm writing a book on Samuel and Chrisanna titled "Dispute Marriage" You'll find it on my goodnovel profile. This book is a bit different from others which don't have a forced marriage trope or any abusive family since you are already familiar with both families.The story revolves around two childhood friends Samuel and Chrisanna and their sudden marriage after Samuel disappears from Chrisanna's life for eight years. The book deals with heavy mental issues and a dark past. Slow burn. Please give that book a try and let me know if you like it. And I would like to know if you would want a short portion of John and Georgia's story or a direct epilogue to close the book.
Tiffany Emery runs to Sebastian. "Da—dy"And he immediately drives his eyes down and takes her in his arms. They both look at me lovingly. Now, I don't feel bad about pushing the wedding. This feeling would not be the same if we got married before Emery came. Ryan and Kevin walk beside me to the aisle. I wanted them to do this honour because if there's anyone in this world I still love more than Sebastian and Emery, My eyes become teary as I walk to them. Sebastian spreads his arm at me and I immediately dig into his chest.He leans closer to my ear."My beautiful bride"I smile against his chest and look up. He takes my hand and leads me to the centre. I take a look at every one. John, Mr Ryder, Gary, Myra, Christian, Ivanna and the recent teenager Chrisanna. Everything feels so complete and beautiful. Mr Ryder comes and takes Emery from Sebastian even though she doesn't wanna go. With the pastor's words, Sebastian and I looked into each other's eyes deeply. "I, Sebastian Ry
TiffanyI can't figure out how to react and what it's all about because I don't wanna assume anything unreasonable. He's on his knees with a damn ring.It means— God! I can't— comprehend it. My eyes flutter open at his handsome face. No words come out of my mouth. I'm at a loss of words."I know you're shocked! And I'm sorry if I scared you with this sudden—" he doesn't complete, yet keeps his eyes straight into mine. "But I couldn't keep this longer inside me, Tiffany. I had known a long time ago that I needed you in my life. Forever! And I'm not scared to ask you that—"With that pause, my heartbeat stops and my entire body shivers when I wait for him to complete."Will you marry me?" I feel goosebumps littering all over me with those words. Did he really ask me for marriage? It takes me a while to process. His eyes are full of fear and hope and I'm left in shock. Never in my wildest dreams, I had imagined he would propose to me. I hear some people around cheering up and root
TiffanyTime indeed flies like air and it happened in my case in a better way. In the best way, actually. I started my job in the daycare centre with all the lovely kids around which made my life less monotonous after Ryan and Kevin left. They are doing good in their new school and John has also settled into his new office over there. I and Sebastian balanced our life beautifully, supporting each other. As days and weeks passed, our love grew stronger. Among everything, I was happy with the fact that I have my identity now. A good identity. My salary doubled in just three months after joining for my good service and the way all the kids related to me. In a year, I was promoted to manager of the daycare centre, life couldn't be any less beautiful. It's been two years, I and Sebastian are together and we are living our best life. We hardly argued and most of the time it was just silly. He loves to tease me and I go along with it. Sebastian has become the most demanding lawyer in the
TiffanyWe spent the last two days painting the house and I can't describe how beautiful it came out. We did some changes like replacing the furniture and donating some. If everything goes well, I'll be here in less than three days.John has finished all the preparations in Hong Kong and he's leaving the day after we decided to move in. It all happened so fast but I'm glad that John is recovering. It's been eight months since the tragedy and I know it's gonna take years for him to overcome this. I'm happy for him but I would be happier if there was any chance that he finds someone to love him as much as all of us found a person to love.It sucks and I hate the fact that all his life he never found someone like that.I and Sebastian carry the portrayal I had in my room for years. It's a huge one and Sebastian suggested we should place it in the living room because it's beautiful. It's a painting I got from an art summit years back, featuring a mother and her small daughter, surviving
Sebastian"Really, Sebastian? I have never seen you this excited before", Georgia says as I show her some themes I'm confused with and I end up telling her the whole plan. "Isn't it something to be excited about?" I blurt out. "She's moving in with me. Isn't it amazing? People can't even go past dating and we are really moving in!" I tell her and she smiles wider, sitting in front of my desk."That's true", she says. "I'm just wondering what you would do once you guys announce the marriage!" she laughs but on a serious note, it makes my heart stop for a while.She pauses, looking at me. "Sorry. I should not have said that?"I chuckle. "Nah! Nothing like that. I just spaced out when you talked about marriage""Ah! So, that means you're thinking about it", she leans to the desk. I scratch the back of my head with an awkward smile. "I could marry her the moment I saw her! But hell! I'm not repeating any mistakes from the past. Maybe, I'll wait for a while before proposing to her. And t
Tiffany We stop by the nursery. It's one of the biggest nurseries in the city which I can completely believe by the way it looks. The boys run into the green surrounding and I and Sebastian slowly walk to see the plants. One of the workers accompany us, showing us all the kinds of plants we could use for decor. "I want the real ones", he says as I scan those plants which need no sunlight. They would be perfect for indoors."These are real ones too. These are just indoors", I say, watching his expression change. "But I still don't find the realness in them. You can take these. I'll look for others", he walks away to find his REAL plants as I shake my head at him in disbelief.We load all the plants we have got for the decor and Ryan and Kevin took two small ones to plant in the yard. Even though they won't be staying here, they wish to see it all grown up when they would occasionally visit. After that, we stop by a restaurant to have lunch. Surprisingly, Sebastian didn't suggest h
Tiffany We talked a lot today. I'm glad that I took this whole day out for him because we needed to have this conversation. I have finally decided to move in with him. Nonetheless, it'll come with more challenges and I'm ready for it. This decision will not only make our relationship stronger but also give me a world of my own. I can't wait to finally live my life in my own conditions and happiness. Sebastian asked me if he could help me anyway. But I refused to take any help from him as I did with John. It's my call to explore and look for opportunities which I'll be doing from today. I'm thinking about having a conversation with John again. I want him to change his decision of holding back until I settle down. Because that's impossible. I'll need a lot of time to clean the mess and organise my life and I think I'll surely do it if I have Sebastian.I'm glad that Sebastian understood me and more than that he trusted me enough. I'm scrolling through my phone to research the jobs I t