Flashback -------------------Just like all other days, I was on the terrace. Once again amazed by the serenity I feel, while watching the beautiful stars.I remember when I was a kid and lost my favorite doll, I cried for the whole day, it was a gift from my dad. Mom tried consoling me with all but all her attempts went in vain.Then she took me on the terrace and showed me these beautiful twinkling lights, the small glow of hope in the darkness."Sweety whenever you lose, something you love a lot, then you can always come here and make a wish to these beautiful twinkling angels and believe me they will fulfill all your wishes," she said kissing my head tenderly.And from that day onwards I made it my habit, every time I would lose something or feel low, I would come here sometimes I made wishes. And sometimes just to spend time in serenity they provide me.I remember out of habit one day I was spreading on the floor of my terrace, watching my faraway friends with a smile on my face
Flashback ------------------The memory of that day snapped me out of my Trance. I can never forget, how I pleaded to try and do anything possible to make Xander remember me. But the doctor only looked at me in pity. "There must be some way." that was what I shouted at the doctor. I was desperate. "Mrs. Russo you're pregnant, please. You hurting yourself is going to affect your baby. " those words of the doctors were a slap to my reality. For my baby, I accepted my faith, and I came to terms with the fact that now for my Xander I am just some stranger walking on the road, someone he doesn't know and is not important to give a second glance. My last memory of Xander was clutching his head, his jaw tight and he was groaning in pain, while the doctor tries to make him recall me. And the funniest joke life played with me was that Xander forgot the last 4 years of his life only. Years in which o existed. Partial amnesia or what the doctor called anterograde amnesia. He said if we
Xan..der...Xan..to...p" my stomach is aching due to all the laughing. I said trying to pry his hands away but he was stronger than me. And Xander is nowhere done tickling me. And believe me, this method of punishment is more painful. Tears are spilling out of my eyes. I want him to stop. But the mischievous glint in his eyes is so enticing. He looks so carefree. Xander very rarely shows this side. Mostly he is uptight, on the point, and sometimes brutal. As I say Bossy Mr. Russo. So him this easy is always refreshing to me. But the price I am paying to see him like this is now intolerable. "Say the esoteric words." the devil said, putting both my hands above my head and holding it with one hand. His eyes crinkled with a wide smile, while he is breathing quickly. We were both tired from the physical activity. I want to free my hands but I came his grip is strong and I pout, why he is so strong, with just one hand he is restricting my two.While the other is ready to tickle me again
Leaving the lawn I ran towards my building. Reaching my apartment, I fished the keys from my clutch and entered. Moving I entered my bedroom, closed it slid down bringing my knees to my chest I hugged them and sobbed, just sobbed. I don't know for how long. I tried to compose myself but, the pain is too much to bear. My idea to stay alone was bad very bad, instead of feeling better, it turned my emotions ten times more painful. The loneliness and the nights brought beautiful memories of me and Xander and that was enough to break me. Pain. I always heard people saying with love pain comes unasked but never believed them. I always thought how can such a beautiful feeling bring pain to you but now that I am in this situation I can very well tell why people say so. Love makes you vulnerable, it do makes you strong but at the same time becomes your biggest weakness. You will trade all your happiness just to see one smile on the face of your lover and the same is with me, no matter ho
Pain is the only thing that I feel. But why?Is it because you left?Or because you didn't come back.Or is it because I spent so many nights awake waiting for your return?I don't know why this pain, especially when I am right where I wanted to be, in your arms. Why my heart instead of fluttering, is constricting?Why the face that used to take my breath away, is now making it hard for me to breathe?Why the arms that used to feel so warm, are so cold today?Why, though my heart is racing I feel like I don't have one?Why is there no way, that can lead me to where you left off?You are standing right here in front of me, then why my eyes are searching for you?You found me but then why do I feel like I lost you?We are so close, but then why do I feel the distance of miles between us?Why do the eyes staring back at me, feels so blank?I am trying to run away from you, against my heart's will. Then why fate is hell-bent on making me fall in your arms? Averting my eyes from the blan
Alexander's POV"I want all old employees' files with every single information about them. Get them on my table as soon as possible." I finished my order. Nodding furiously the manager ran, I hope to accomplish his job. My eyes moved from the man who just ran out to the man who I once trusted as the person to bark orders in this company. A company that belongs to me. I have it to him too and he destroyed its very image. My company is in debt. Fucking my company!!!! "Mr. Jordan I feel disappointed to say but I am not impressed with the way you handle this company," I said squinting my eyes. The old man and CEO gulped. Fear was evident in his eyes. And he should be. When I bought this company and partnered with him, I trusted him and so decided to keep it in his name as I didn't have the time to visit London from New York for petty issues. But seeing the falls in our profit and the debts we are immersed in, I had no option left other than taking matters into my hand.Four years. I d
"I miss you." I pouted, adjusting the laptop on my stomach, while I lay on my back. No matter how comfortable my bed is, it can never provide the comfort, I feel when I am in Xander's arms."Is that a pout I see?" He asked teasingly, amused by my childlike behavior.Today once again I argued with dad. And that's why I am feeling very emotional. And Xander is out of town just added another nail to my already sad self. I could do some comforting. Reaching my hands, I softly caressed his face on the screen.He is right now in bed, in half sitting position as his back is resting on the headboard, wearing a white t-shirt while the part down the hips is covered with a duvet. "No." Though I tried hard but couldn't keep from choking on my words. "Angel, what happened?" Xander asked immediately. His body has gone stiff with worry, forehead instantly creasing with concern.I so wanted to tell him what happened today. I wanted to tell him how dad said that, what I am studying is just a wa
Iris's POV"And here is your coffee strong, just the way you like strong but sweetened by a bit of creamer," said Xander holding a brewing hot cup of my favorite coffee. Placing the coffee in front of me on the kitchen island, he started making his own.Rubbing my sleepy eyes a bit I took the cup in my hand, following a sip, and believe me he makes it the best way. Seems like perfection runs in his Russo blood. I wonder if there is anything he does imperfectly.I mean he is an awesome cook, makes awesome drinks, I don't need to tell you about his brain, he plays superb chess and plays piano as well. One man with so much talent. No wonder he is arrogant. And I really really wonder how the hell he and I ended up together. I mean he is just perfect and me, well you can say I ace clumsiness.For instance, Xander knows almost everything about me, my likes, dislike, favorites, etc. And I, I know nothing, not even his favorite coffee.Thinking that I groaned, a bit frustrated by myself
Iris's POV ------------------ 2 years later. Closing my eyes with headphones, playing Ed Shereen as an escape from my thoughts.Though it's not helping much but still a good distraction. Good duration from the aviation I am feeling because of this long flight. And also because I am an hour late. I should have been in New York. Dr. Iris Russo calms down, you will soon be with them. Dr. It feels so good to call me with the word. It's like my whole life and rebelling have all summed up into the small world. I am an official child psychiatrist now. And believe me, I don't think there was any job than this I would have enjoyed, I feel so great talking to those kids who have no idea of the mental problem they are facing. It feels good that they come to me to talk about their problems. And after becoming one I realized, only big ones are not the ones with problems, these small heads carry a lot of stress and burden and love every second of the job especially when they
I am going to end his doctorate career. I think angrily as I am kicked out of my wife's hospital room. They told me I am stressing her out, how can I stress her out, and if anything I am the one keeping her calm. They just don't understand but they will soon. And like I said I heard my wife scream and before I can count up there, the door to her room is again opened, and there stood he with his head now down and jaws ticked. " Sir, Mrs. Russo is not letting us touch her. Please." She grits the last word put and if I want this worried for my wife I would have smirked at her. That's my woman. I praise my angel as I walk past her inside but before I go I turned and my eyes widen, the hallway is filled with my fitness and family. Now I am the one feeling a little embarrassed as the doctor looks at my family and then at me and narrows her eyes at me. Instead of backing down I shrug and enter to see eyes looking at me angrily."How dare you live me alone!!!" she screamed so l
I was someone who always had complaints in my life. You can tell as much as I liked fighting for dreams, I was also someone who would complain if things didn't go my way. It's not my fault though. All my life since I started understanding things, I have been told that I am not enough and that I need to be better, and that I should be perfect. I hated being told so but was so little to argue about it, hence did as people around me told me and today I regret listening to other people. I wish I could go back in time and tell my younger self that she is perfect, she needs not to work so hard, she needs not to be so hard on herself, that the world is a vicious place and the only way you can survive in this world is by being you. You are the strongest perfection that one can ever achieve. Because in this world where people walk around you with so many faces, you will shine when you have your own and one only. But all of that doesn't matter because now I am also one of thos
Let's just the little feast we had downstairs was not enough for my husband. And there are many reasons for it. But I will cut it down to, two most important. 1. He is as hard as steel. 2. It's our wedding night. So let's just say, my husband, picked me up in his signature way, wrapped my legs around his torso, and up to stairs he kept kissing and nibbling on my nipples. And a hormonal would-be mama is not gonna complain. Because let's be honest, I love every bit of it. The attention he is giving to my body is something I didn't know I wanted but now I know I have been craving it. My heart flutters, as my husband delicately places my body on the bed. Standing to his full height, he got rid of all his cloth as fast as he can. Usually, I like the slow torturous strip tease, but today I am so needy that I just want him to fuck me and use me like the slut he called me a while ago. And I don't have to plead because I and my husband are on the same page on this. "
" Are we done?" " No" I reply immediately looking at my new husband with a glare as I chew the pasta in my mouth, that he so deliciously made. Throughout the night, the guests kept us I'm busy, and I was so busy being the perfect wife that I completely missed my dinner. And where I can go for a day without eating, the baby growing inside me needs to eat. It's not like there was no food at the reception. There was plenty of it. And so many cuisines, some of the cuisines were my favorite. I should have drooled over them and should have pounced on the memo et I saw them. But that very moment my hormones decided to kick in, and even the sight of my favorite food was making me feel as if I want to throw up. And hence though I wanted to couldn't eat anything, except the lava cake. Which by the way is not enough to fulfill the apatite of a pregnant moment. The pregnant woman inside me wanted to throw a tantrum right there, the woman wanted to throw her legs and whine for
Alexander's POV I never thought hearing two words would fill me with so much bliss. But I am feeling it. It's as if someone has given me happiness in the whole world. For the first time unlike me, I want to jump and scream to the whole world that I am the happiest man alive in the world. I have the woman, who I loved like I never knew I was capable of loving. Today I have made Iris Brooke mine in all ways. She is my wife. " I do." the beautiful words that left her lips are echoing in my head like beautiful music. And I want to hear them on a loop. The words of the pasture are fading and I am hearing nothing my eyes are fixed only on my beautiful wife, who has the most enchanting biggest smile plastered on her face. But all of a sudden her smile turns into a frown, and she looks from the paster to me, as of waiting for something, I don't understand her sudden reaction and look at everyone, and their eyes fixed on me with the same confusion. " Dude you are freaking ou
Iris's PoV Dad and I were still talking when we heard a knock at the door, we both simultaneously turned towards it to see mom at the door, she is looking beautiful as ever in her lavender dress. As she is also my bridesmaid. Dad and she exchanged an understanding nid and smiled at each other. I missed this smile a lot. It's not the same as they use to give each other every morning but it is something. This tells me, that they did talk and things are working out. "Don't run the horses in your head baby. " mom gives me a knowing. Of course, she always knows what I am thinking. "We are trying," she whispered coming to stand in front of me and besides me. From the moment she entered the room dad has his eyes fixed on her, not for once did he tell his eyes off her. And why won't he, mom is looking beautiful, let me tell you unlike me mom is a health freak, she enjoys her junk food but never forget to exercise, and she loves doing yoga. It's her regular, because of
Dear Angel I was someone who never believed in love let alone love at first sight. And then you came and changed everything. You became everything to me. Your thoughts confirmed everything that I had, my heart mind, and soul. You don't even know when you had me already wrapped around your fingers. You were in my bed, sleeping with a divine smile on your face, I am sure you were dreaming something good, your hair was sprawled on my pillow and you had your hands resting on my stomach. You had me captured, and you didn't even know, and when the Trance cracked, the first words that left my lips were, " Angel" That day when I first met you was a special bit there is another day that surpasses it and it always will. It is the day when you were drunk, sat on my lap, and named me Mr. Handsome. That was the first time you showed me a piece of your self and that day it was set that you are mine only mine. As much as I am you're. Always will be. I will take what I can give
I shook the scene out of my mind. I don't want to walk down the aisle wet. Not until our reception is over. After the first time, I wanted a small wedding, with friends and family only. And there was no debate on it because Xander and I were on the same page and so were put families. Hence there were not many people, only those who mattered. If you start noting down lessons of life, you will realize one of them is, that your circle of friends needs not to be big, it can be small, but all that matters is people who form the circle, should be loyal and real to you. That's all friendship defines and I am glad about everything bad happening, I have made a pact with the best people in my life. Jacob was a surprise, but he is like most protective yet the most understanding brother that I could have wished wish for. From worst to best, he was by my side or behind, always having my back. No matter what situation I am in, one thing I knew was, he is just a call away