Ivanna
I don't care about anything else. All I can see is him, only him. I walk faster without thinking about the consequences. I just know that he needs me the most now. He looked so broken, so hurt. I'm afraid if he hurts himself.
As I leave the hall and reach the lobby, I find him walking through it, holding the bottle. The lobby is completely dark but I can see him through the blue lights coming from outside.
"Chris", I clamour as he stops. He pauses for a while and turns to me. His eyes are turned red like blood and the wrath on his face is unbearable for me to witness. Our eyes meet. I look at him helplessly when he turns to go again.
"Chris! Stop!", I run faster after him. As I reach him, I grab his arm, turn him around, taking the bottle from his hands and slam it on the ground as he looks at me intensely. "What are you doing? Why have you drunk so much?", I yell.
"Why does that even matter to you, Mrs Gomez?", he shrugs, his eyes continue
IvannaAs I give him the assurance, he pulls down the zip of my dress, turns me around and pushes himself with me on the bed. He kisses me again as I start unbuttoning his shirt and skim my hand on his hard torso.He breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes."You still taste so good", he mutters as I blush. I'm blushing after a long time. He kisses my cheeks again. "And you still look so beautiful while blushing"I flush, digging my face into his chest. He works on my dress, finally pulling it off as he pulls the blanket over us. I close my eyes in shyness when his lips touch my breast, nuzzling my another breast. I part my lips and moan his name, arching my back. He nuzzles my belly with his knuckles, dipping his thumb inside my navel. I bit my lower lip in pleasure. He is making me feel so magical. His every touch is so gentle on me than I can't help moaning his name."I was dying to hear your moans", he rasps, nibbling my earlobe. I hiss and kisse
IvannaAct normal, Ivanna. He shouldn't sense your nervousness. He'll clearly figure out that there's something wrong. It's not only about me now. It's about Christian. I tell myself and smile."I just washed my face", I say with a gloomy smile and that bun was burdening my head. So.....", I can't complete."You shouldn't do that", he grumbles as my heart sinks. What does he mean? Did he get to know something? My throat dries up. "You're my wife. You should look best among all the chicks, not like a... Well, leave it. I'm meeting you after so many days. I don't wanna lash out on you", he says, squeezing my waist.I pass a half-smile. Deep inside, I'm praying hard for things to go nicely.The event went well and all the guests start leaving. Adavan personally meets them."Hope to meet you again", Mr Cameron shakes his hand with him."Sure. Where's your assistant, by the way?", Adavan frowns. I'm shaking from inside but I show no reacti
Christian"Baby", I strive to find her beside me to take her in a tight embrace while trying to open my eyes. She felt so amazing last night. My lips widen into a smile. However, I can't find her beside me and open my eyes. She is not here.Being confused, I get up with a severe headache. I grab my head and try to figure out what actually happened. As I roll my eyes, I find myself in a room of Adavan's villa.Heck! I was here? Then what about all that? I look at myself. My clothes are on, perfectly worn. It doesn't seem like something happened last night. I clutch my hairs. How is it even possible? Nothing like this can ever happen between me and Ivanna anymore. It was a fucking dream I guess. I was so drunk last night.I attempt to remind everything that happened. But I can only remember the dream. She was in my arms, I was kissing her, loving her at the peak of my desires, she was moaning my name and I was nuzzling her delicate body. All those were some
Christian"Nah! Not enough", Emery pouts, crossing her legs on the bed. Her blonde-curly hairs shine in the bright glint when I look at her."I have a lot of work to do", I mutter, putting my guitar down."But you said you'll sing for me until I'm done with listening to you", she makes a babyface and shows tantrums."And you're not done with my songs after continuously listening for an hour", I shrug."No", she grimaces. "Another one, please. Otherwise, I'll complain about you to dad""You always threaten me like this. But for your kind information, Miss Emery. Your dad has called for an audition today. You can't complain about me", I chuckle."Fuck!", she frowns."Emery. You shouldn't speak like that. You're still too young to use these words", I tell her, arranging my stuff from her bed."But I'm seventeen now", she pouts."Not adult, obviously. Now dig your face into your books", I laugh."Christian", sh
Ivanna"Home, sweet home", Adavan beams as we step inside the villa after the honeymoon. We went to Los Angeles two weeks ago. I never knew the honeymoon lasts so long. However, Adavan has his own rules.The servants take our bags and move to the room. I quietly follow him. I'm feeling too exhausted after such a long journey. He lies down on the bed, spreading his arms."How are you feeling? It would be the best vacation for you, right babygirl?", he asks with a smile."Sort of", I say. "My best vacation is with mom and dad. You know we had gone for a picnic and.....", I was telling him with so much excitement but as I look at him my smile vanishes. He is glaring at me with his fury eyes."I mean... They are my mom dad. Not any guy....", I mumble. "So you....""You know I don't like it when you prioritise someone over me, even if they are your parents", he spits."I'm sorry", I mutter, lowering my hea
IvannaI keep throwing up inside the washroom until my breathing is stable. I hear Adavan yelling from the dining room, asking me what is happening but he doesn't bother to come and check me out. I wash my face several times and come out of the washroom.I am clueless about my health. As far as I remember I haven't eaten anything out of my diet. Rubbing my chest I reach the dining table when Adavan glances at me with a confused look."What happened? You were throwing up?", he grumbles."Yes. I.... Can I go and take some rest? I'm not feeling well", I mutter without looking at him."I'm coming home after two days and you have sickened yourself", he shrugs. "How can you fall sick without going out doing anything?"I have no answer. I keep my head low, trying to hold myself. I'm feeling like I'll faint if I don't lie down on the bed now."Madam", Martha comes running from the kitchen and holds me then she looks at Adavan. "Master, she ne
IvannaI am having cold shivers all over my body while thinking about the consequences. I don't wanna imagine what he will do after knowing this. That person neither has heart nor has humanity. What if he tries to harm my child.Anxiety runs across my veins as I hold my throat, trying to stable myself. I can't let this happen. He separated me from my mom, he snatched my love away from me. I won't let him do any harm to my baby. I hold my belly."I'll protect you at any cost, no matter what happens", I say in a firm voice, cleaning my tears.I hear the sound of the door when Martha comes inside again. My heart leaps. Did she already tell him?"Unfortunately, Master is unavailable now. Maybe he is too much busy at work", she smiles as I release a sigh of relief. "But he'll be happy if he gets to know", she says touching my chin as I clamour out."Nooooo..", I yelp, again sweating."What happened, Madam?", she asks worriedly, holding my
IvannaI didn't know how I got the courage all of a sudden to do all this. I let myself to go with the flow. My eyes remain steady on the screen until he sees my message. Shockingly he opens it within a few seconds. My heart is thumping while I shake in nervousness. A few seconds later his reply flashes on the screen."Hello", he took a long time to send this word."How are you?", my hands tremble while typing.Like the first time, he sees the message immediately but takes a little time to respond."Fine, what about you?", he replies."You must be busy. Sorry to disturb", I reply."You know I'm never busy for you", this time he immediately replies as I feel goosebumps all over me and a smile on my face. Before I can reply he replies again."I mean, I'm not busy now", he replies. "How are you?""I'm good", I reply with a smiley."Great", he replies after a few seconds. I press my lips, being nervous.