Adavan
Her reactions are clearly implying that she wasn't expecting all of this together. I fucking changed the paint of the whole mansion by assigning a lot of works overnight, just for her. She should know what I can do for her. And it's just the beginning. She can never imagine the depth of my possession which had crossed all the boundaries already. Now, she will only witness the outcomes.
She keeps looking at me with her devasted eyes as I touch her face, tucking her smooth hairs behind the ears. She seems to be a little uncomfortable with my touch. Nonetheless, from now she should start getting used to of my touch. Soon, she will be completely revealed in front of me.
"It's just the beginning, Iva", I rasp next to her ear, still holding her in my arms. "You'll be witnessing all the layers of my passion gradually", I release my breath into her neck to arouse her. She should fucking get wet for me. I wish I could touch
IvannaHappy? Why should I be happy?"Someone has just launched a song for you", she winks. Helen shocks me. What the heck is she saying? Why should I be happy about this? I was feeling that something is wrong when everyone behaved so normal after the incident. I think I was right. How can Helen behave so normal?"Why? I mean yeah, I'm happy. But it's not something to cherish", I move my eyes to the keyboard again."Really?", she exclaims. "Someone has composed a whole song for you. Omg! Is it special?""How do you know that he composed it for me?", I glare at her. As I remember, he only announced that he was launching a new song. He only told me that he had composed it for me. How does she know about it?"I just guessed", she mutters with a half-smile."Anyway, it's not so special. There is someone who makes me feel special every day, no
Ivanna"Will you reply?", I grab his arm to stop him. He is still looking at the road while driving faster."I told you I have a condition. I'm taking you to a special place", he grins."Where? I don't wanna go anywhere. Stop and go back", I yell."Ssshh", he points, keeping his index finger on his lips. "Don't be so afraid, Iva. I told you I won't do anything wrong to piss you off""But you're doing it continuously", I shout at him."Because you're not being fair", he shrugs, shooting me a glare."Mr Adavan, please. I have a lot of things to do", I gasp.
IvannaI hurriedly push him before that blunder could happen. He was literally unprepared for this, I can see that in his devasted eyes. I breathe heavily, turning around so that I can avoid eye contact with him for a few moments. What the hell was going to happen? I scream into my mind, holding my head. He was about to kiss me. Why the heck I let him come so close to me? Although I had pushed him, our lips slightly touched.Damn! Ivanna! Even that shouldn't happen. How can another man come so close to you? How can you allow him? Just because of a fucking challenge. This challenge is nothing compared to Christian's trust in me. He got himself clear that it would force him to unlove me if I ever let anyone get intimate with me on my consent."My answer", he shrugs in a cold voice from behind."Your answer is more important for you than my convenience, right?", I grumble, without looking at him. "What the he
AdavanFuck! 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