Alexander's POVIs it possible for a man to be sane when an innocent temptress is being devoured by his eyes?Nah I don't think so. Wearing my shirt, with her beautiful creamy legs on display Iris is looking like a fucking goddess. It's hard for me to take my eyes off her. And keeping my hormones on a leash is seeming like a tough task.Not having any more control. I took slow steps towards her, not once my eyes left her beautiful face.Sensing my movements Iris clutched the edge of my shirt tight.Her breath hitched when I reached her, chest heaving, turning my thoughts erotic. Iris's POVXander was standing too close to me, close enough for me to breathe his air but our proximity is not that is making me nervous.It's the intense emotions swirling in his eyes. Which had turned a shade darker?They are filled with desire. His intense gaze is heating my skin making goosebumps rise all over my body.There is a thick sexual tension between us, thick enough that it can't be cut with
Alexander's POVI don't know how long it had been since I woke up or since I am shamelessly staring at my beautiful Angel cocooned in my arms.Looking at her I chuckled at the way she is sleeping, her one leg thrown on my waist, face in the crook of my neck, tickling it with her rhythmic breath.The whole night I slept with her enclosed in my arms.She feels so perfect as if proving this is where she belongs.Looking at her I always feel so contented and warm, the Alexander Russo who likes to be in control of everything, can't even control this smile gracing his lips that crept every time I gaze at her beautiful face.I must say I am a lucky bastard!I know in many categories I don't deserve her but that's not going to stop me from making her mine.The thought of her being like this in someone else's arm burns me like I am on my pyre.Especially now that she has confessed her feelings for me, there is no way I am letting her go. No way."Mine. Only mine." Whispering I remove a stra
Iris's POVFor the last 10 minutes, I am dying inside due to nervousness.I don't know how many times I have wandered my eyes around the cafe so that I can avoid two pairs of black eyes, that are fixed on me with an analyzing gaze.I don't know what is he trying to read on my face but believe me now my patience is wearing off. And secondly, his gaze is of an accusing type, and now and then he looks at me as if he knows something which he doesn't want to be a fact. And that is making me nervous and I am seconds away from dying from nervousness.Though I believed Jacob would be the last person making me nervous but guess what I am wrong.But hey it is not my fault!He is scaring me. I don't know why but he is or maybe I do Because I never thought that Jacob Sterling would be staring at me with this intensity.He is still having the same look as if he knows something and confirms it on my face. As if my face is answering his unasked questions. Tapping my feet under the table and after
Iris's POVAfter reaching Russo's Empire I directly went for the elevators, since I remember the floor from the last time when I came with Josh.I am Standing in front of the elevator waiting for it to open.Standing, I feel so jittery inside can't explain.....all kinds of scenarios are playing in my mind.What if he read my feelings in my eyes, what if I faint seeing him...what if. ....Oh God, what am I even thinking?I am feeling so nervous.Is this how a person feels when they realize that they love someone.I mean, I am imagining how different would be it this time when I will meet him....this time when I will wrap my arms around him it will be me engulfing him in love instead of want, this time when our lips it, their would be love pouring from them rather than need. This time my eyes will be showing the depth of my love when they will be staring at his beautiful browns.These feelings, moments, wishes, thoughts, this jitters, and butterflies, all feel so surreal. Is this how
Iris's POVXander's claim sends a pleasurable shiver to my whole body.As if my mind, soul, and body are delighted to be claimed by him.And then the kiss was anything but soft, still, it's making me madder with every passing sec.I am panting like I have run miles.I can sense Xander's possessiveness seeping through the heat of his body.I don't know what's the cause of this sudden behavior of his but I am loving this, this side of him where he wants nothing but me. And the thought that I am so precious to him, makes me grin behind the kiss."You are mine Iris, only mine. Mine touch, mine to see, mine to kiss, mine to desire. ... only mine ." Xander's words said through the kiss, made me kiss him more furiously. Wrapping my hands around his neck, gripping his hair I started kissing him with a passion I never felt before.I was kissing him with so much passion, with every ounce of burning emotions flowing through me to let him know that I am his, in every way...The kiss was making
"I will be there always. Either in his charms or his arms__ me"Iris's POVIt's been 15 mins since I woke up from my nap and still there is no news of Xander's whereabouts. When 15 mins ago I woke up, I found I was all alone in the office, I felt disappointed but then thought he may have some meeting to attend, I assured myself. But now my patience is wearing off and I don't know what to do.I am contemplating whether I should leave or stay. I was tapping my foot on the black crystal tiled floors thinking of what should I do when suddenly a knock came from his door. I immediately perked thinking it must be Xander but soon my smile faded when in came his secretary a blond girl with glasses. Giving her a faint smile I gestured for her to enter. "Sorry, mam didn't mean to bother. I just came to drop these files," saying she moved towards Xander's desk and placed the file neatly, she moved to exit. "Wait!" I shouted a little louder than intended, startled she turned around to face
"When your lips touch mine A firework glitters in my eyesThat sparkles my dark skies____ME" Iris's POVGazing at the beautiful sky. I am feeling so alive and rejuvenated. I love nights. My mom says I am a nyctophile. And I agree with her. The darkness brings a kind of pause in my life a much-needed pause. This balcony in the corner of the living room of Xander's condo has grown to be my favorite spot. It provides me with so much calm, that warms every inch of my skin.Hence with Xander's permission, I decided to give it some homey touch. I added some plants in the corner with vines on the other corner. And a bean bag with some fairy lights and a little shelf to hold my favorite books. When Xander first saw my work, he went speechless. Said now this place will have a piece of me. I smiled at the memory and was so lost in marveling at the beauty of the dark sky that I didn't know when I got engulfed in two warm arms from behind.My Xander's arm. Which Brings more life to my bli
A storm was his eyesSerene was his look The heat of his body Warmed my skin___MeIris's POV There are a lot of times we do things in the heat of the moment. There is no thinking done in those decisions. They are spontaneous. You don't think of the consequences, nope. You only care about the good feeling that runs through you while taking that decision. But that's fine until things calm down. That's where the questions start. Doubts grow. Anxiety-giving thoughts occur. Thoughts like: Shit, what did I do?What if?Did I make a mistake?Can I turn the clock back? And so on......But we know, it's already late for these questions and thoughts. So what we are left with is the outcomes of those decisions. And I right now am exactly doing that. I am facing the effects of my boldness Scorching, this is how every inch of my skin is feeling seeing how hungrily, Xander's eyes are trailing every inch of my burning skin.The power he held in his eyes made me gulp with nervousness. Now
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