Fuck! Fuck you, Ivanna. You're doing every possible thing to test my patience. You want me to lose it and lash out on you, do something inappropriate so that you can dump me. It's not happening. It's fucking not happening.
To control my outrage, I increase the speed of the car. My eyes are burning in anger and my blood is boiling. Still, I manage to hold myself.
After fifteen minutes, I find her sleeping. Her head has tilted on the seat. She must be very tired. I should've noticed that. After a few minutes, I park the car outside her apartment and strive to call her. However, when I look at her, my gaze sticks on her beautiful face. A thin layer of moonlight is coming from the window which is enough to see her face. Her milky white skin is glowing in the moonlight so beautifully.
I keep staring at her and unfasten the seatbelt as I can't stop myself to come close to her. This is the
Ivanna"What the hell! Is she mad or what?", I can't be more shocked than this. "Doesn't she know Christian? How the hell is she thinking that he's rich? And why the hell he would pay for me?"I couldn't have control over my anger after hearing all the shit."She was not talking about Christian", mom mumbles."Then?", I startle, trying to swallow the rice."She had seen you with Mr Adavan several times and also she had witnessed you travelling by his car", mom says and I hit on my forehead.I close my eyes for a few seconds to be stable as mom rubs my back."I had told you to stop him", she says."I did, mom", I sigh, remaining in that position. I was fearing the same to happen. "But I got late""I tried to explain everything to her but she was in no mood to listen to me. The way things were displayed anyone would feel the
Ivanna"Mom!", I clamour, looking at both of them."Good morning, Ivanna", Mrs Mayra beams with a big smile on her face."Good morning", I mutter and look at mom. She doesn't seem to be worried, even relaxed. "I'm sorry, Mrs Mayra. But the payment....", I strive to say."Payment? What are you talking about? Who pays rent to live in their own house?", she laughs, taking a sip from the coffee. I look at her, being confused and then at mom."What? What are you talking about?", I ask her."Why will you pay, honey? Now, it's your home?", she is being extra sweet to me and it's difficult to digest."Sorry. One minute. Please tell me what are you talking about. And please, be clear. I'm not getting anything", I mumble."Oh! So, maybe it was a surprise for you from Mr Gomez. I guess I ruined it", she winks at me.What? What th
AdavanAfter a long time, I came out of my cottage and stroll through the path, surrounded by rows of trees. I chose this place to build my mansion so that I can live in between the jungle. I don't know why I love silence and darkness the most.I keep walking through the path as the sun flashes brighter in the noon."Mr Adavan", the voice which I crave to hear all the time strikes my ears as I smirk. Iva is standing behind me and her voice clearly denotes that she is pissed off.I turn back, finding her glaring at me with her big grey eyes. I widen my lips, staring at her. She has worn an orange coloured full sleeve top and her as usual jeans. She was the least conscious about hiding her skin behind the clothes before. Nowadays, she is covering herself more than before. Does that mean she is covering from me? I'm yearning to see her in shorts like before. Her thighs look more appealing among
IvannaI come back tome and lie down on my bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking about my life. All my life, I had dealt with my financial status and gender. Being a middle-class girl isn't tougher than only being a girl. Why do some people treat us like an object or a trophy they need to win?It's not cool at all. I remember there was a time when I was in high school and newly loving English literature. Damn! I loved those novels where the men were obsessed with women and tried to win them, bounding in their barriers. Wow! How amazing! Someone can do anything to get his love. It's so fucking cool. A simple girl living her life with her sweet boyfriend, then suddenly an influential man comes, snatches the love of her life, claims her, owns her, treats her like a shit, still she falls for her. Are women so weak? Where's the damn self-respect?However, no. It's not cool at all. It's terrible when you realize you have no cont
IvannaI don't reply to anything to him and keep my eyes on the road. After a few seconds, I feel a slight touch on my hand as I look down. He holds my hand, looking sideways. I can't understand how to react to that since he isn't being too harsh. Still, I shove my hand politely and look outside again.The cab passes the highway and stops near a market. It's pretty crowded and I don't think Adavan prefers such places. As I continue to look out of the window, he gets down and opens the door for me. I glance at him for once, stepping out of the cab."You must be hungry, no?", he asks me."No. I'm fine", I tell him. "Why did you bring me here, by the way?", I roll my eyes."Didn't you like the place? You love the lively environment, no?", he beams."Yeah", I mutter."Let's have a walk", he says, walking through the bridge as I walk near him. The place is full of noise. I wonder how he is being so considerate here.I can't help gla
AdavanWhen it starts moving, gradually raising the speed, she unknowingly grabs my arm and screams aloud while laughing. She must be enjoying the ride and I'm enjoying the view of her hand on mine.She keeps cheering on, grabbing my arm as I put my palm on her hand, rubbing her soft skin with my thumb. I forget about the ride when my eyes are glued to her completely.With a huge jerk, I come to my senses and realize it's over."It's always so fun", she laughs as she looks at me. Our eyes meet and soon she realizes that she has grabbed my arm. She immediately leaves it, smiling casually."Sorry", she mumbles."That's fine. I don't mind you holding me like this", I wink at her. She half-smiles and unfastens the belt as we get down of the ride.I can't even breath properly in this crowded place. How can a person even enjoy in such places? I swear, I'm not go
IvannaHe postponed his work for a month? But why? I can't understand why he is doing all this when I've clearly told him the conclusion. He says that I have ego issues. But he is the one who has the worst ego issue. That's why he can't digest the rejection and he wants to change my decision forcibly.I follow him inside but he disappears within a minute. Removing all these thoughts from my sanity, I go to my spot."One month down, Ivanna", Miss Gisa comes there. "Let's see your progress", she says as I smile."Sure", I beam and play the latest tune I tried to make."Umm.. It's good", she lightly claps."Huge progress. I didn't know you'll grab it in a month", she praises me."All the credits go to you, Miss Gisa", I say. "And obviously Christian", I find her smile vanishing within a second but I don't show any concern about that. "You know I'm too lazy to
IvannaI waited for Christian's call until I went to bed. But he didn't call me. He must be having a hectic day, I told myself. I hoped to get a call from him the next day or on the Valentine's. No matter how busy he remains, he'll definitely make a call to me.I slept after a busy day.*The next day, I woke up, finding a basket of chocolates at the front door. It was written, "You didn't like me peeking at the window. So, here I come to your door. Don't worry. I hadn't revealed my face here. You won't be questioned. Good morning, baby girl"*I started taking his gestures normally. He did every possible thing to make me feel special or happy or prove his capability. I don't know what he wanted. However, I liked them. I respected his decent gestures. He started sending me simple texts and sometimes flowers and other simple things.*He showed up at my college the next day also. B