Ivanna
I 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
AdavanI guess, she has frozen. Her gaze brews on me and this time she doesn't even shove her hand. I smile at her and touch her cheek with my knuckles. She closes her eyes tightly in nervousness. As I slide my knuckles through her cheek, she shivers with my teasings. I'm fucking loving it.I keep staring at her, only hearing her heavy breaths. She doesn't look at me the whole time. Maybe, she is too upset today. It was meant to happen. Ralph is doing great, making Christian completely unavailable for her. And I fucking don't want him to interrupt today. This moment and all the upcoming moment will be only ours."I can't describe in words how beautiful you are looking", I whine, reaching next to her ear. She tries to move away from me but I wrap her waist with my arm."Don't run away from me today, baby girl. I was waiting for this as fuck", saying this I strive to put my lips beneath her ear."Please", she pushes me away and passes a strong glare.
AdavanWhen I return to the yard again with a food cart, I find her look at the lake with her damp eyes. Her cold behaviour towards me is freaking me out now. Why the fuck did I do all this for a girl who is not giving a shit to my efforts?Groaning in wrath, I come to the table as she looks at me surprisingly. I put the bowls and plates on the table with a smile, then take my seat in front of her."Don't get surprised. I wanted to do all this for you. That's why I didn't let the servants roam around", I pass her a smile and open the lid of the bowl, revealing a simple red sauce pasta. I hate that though."Well, that's what I could make from the recipe book", I sigh."You made this?", she exclaims as if I confessed a crime."Yes. Don't you believe?", I narrow my eyebrows. "You love this. And I wanted to do something on my own for you""There was no need of it", she mutters, looking at her hands which are placed on the table."T
AdavanI put my hand into my pocket and pick out a tiny box and I open it, revealing the most expensive diamond ring, no one can afford except for me. She keeps looking at me in disbelief. I take the ring and lift to her."Will you marry me?", I propose to her with a warm smile, the most genuine one. For the first time, I went on my knees for a girl and proposed to her for marriage. Adavan Gomez is proposing. No damn girl can turn this down. They go crazy for me and so as Ivanna. It's just that she wanted assurance and I'm giving it to her. She must have thought I'll only fuck her and leave as I do with others. Therefore, I proved her wrong.Come on, Iva. Say 'Yes'. I'm waiting to hear that. Just say yes and stop this acting to be loyal to your so-called boyfriend. I know you crave for me too. Say yes."I'm sorry", she replies, hanging her head, sighing in disappointment. My eyes are wide open in disbelief. I freeze right there, holding the ring as she co
ChristianDamn it! I have only two minutes. It's already 11:58. I couldn't even wish Ivanna since I literally forgot that it's Valentine's Day. What an idiot I am! She must be waiting for my call or text. I think to myself as I pass the lobby of the resort.I rush out of the resort and cross the road, reaching nearby telephone booth. No one will lend me their phone for a few minutes. I hurriedly dial her number in excitement. I can't wait to hear her voice. I know she must be crying now. But I'll pacify her. She'll forget everything after hearing my voice.It's not reachable. My smile vanishes as I discover the time. 12:02. I missed it. And why is her number unavailable? Maybe, network issue. Should I call auntie? No! Can't disturb her all the time. I'm already late to wish her. So, there's no point to bother anyone. I keep calling her but the result is the same.With a heavy heart, I put down the receiver and come out of the booth. I've been trying to ca