All Chapters of Sweet Temptation: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

She is far from sane, but she is the right kind of crazy, the kind you get addicted to. -Unknown. |I R I S|It is the next day again and I have to get ready to leave for office. I haven't been to the fighting since last two days. Firstly, Tori came to visit who is strictly oppose to the idea of me fighting. Then, him. He is everywhere. Almost. Whether I go out to take a short walk or for groceries he is always standing in some corner somewhere watching like he always knew about my future whereabouts. I do not want him to find out about my boxing matches. That's something I started to forget the internal pain that was caused by him so there is no way I would let him get involve in this. After taking a long and relaxing shower I got dressed in a drop shoulder solid satin blouse of lavender color and paired it with a white pant. I collected my hairs up in a clutch, letting a few locks of my hair fall freely on my face. When I walk out

It is a frightening thought that in one fraction of a moment you can fall in the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over. -Beau Taplin.|I R I S|I am angry. No scratch that. I am furious. As I unlock the door of my apartment not so calmly, the only thing that goes through my mind is how I need to have a match tonight to blow all the steam. I enter inside the messy apartment that does not look like mine anymore because I always kept things in the place and looking at it's condition right now, I can tell nothing is where it is supposed to be. Tori is slouching on the couch with her hairs open that looks nothing less than a bird nest while she eats the noodles, her eyes glued to the screen that now a days speak nothing other than chinese. Her attention is so focused on the screen that she did not even realised when I entered inside. One can sneak inside my apartment take whatever they want as long as they do not touch that couch and

She was a storm, sudden, powerful, violent, devastating and utterly magnificent. -Unknown. |I R I S|The person I least expected to be here is here. Wearing those same rings in his fingers, the one that stole my whole attention, before. Seeing him here only increased my anger. But as usu when I tool the first hit, I noticed the clench in his jaw. I saw the helplessness on his face. The pained expression that crossed his face. The misery I saw on his face gives me a strange satisfaction. Because it was the same expression I often caught on my face a few days back. It was the pain that I wanted to inflict on him now. I wanted him to feel the misery of being helpless. I wanted him to stand there and inflict the same pain on him, I faced once. But he understood it. It was clear by the way his expressions changed. I even saw Sebastian approaching him with someone, I could not clearly see. But after sharing a sentence or two with them, he l

He was her dark fairytale and she was his twisted fantasy. And, together they made magic. -F. Scott Fitzgerald.|I R I S|"I can not believe you are his secretory now." Blake whined leaning on my desk as if he wanted the position for himself. Be my guest, Blakey. I did not bothered responding him as I went through the third file of the day paying attention to each word. It is already afternoon and there are still 5 files left. I do not think I will be able to finish them in office hours. "Did I told you that black suits you?" He resorted back to his flirting, watching me over the mug of coffee in his hands. He is free and he is using his free time to annoy me. "You say that about every color." I tell him with a shrug. Because at this point it is not even a big deal, it never was in the first place. I played with the pen in my hands as I read the third page of the file. Blake brought his chair closer to mine and settled down on it. I cocked a ques

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell, I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, and at the end of the world. -Madeline Miller. |I R I S|It is 7 in the evening and everyone has already left. No one is working anymore, except me. One last file is remaining and after that I am good to go. I even informed Tori that I will be late. But the thing is that I can not focus. Not after what just happened in his cabin. I can not believe I almost kissed him in a weak moment. Yes, weak moment is what it was. I can still feel the warmth of his body on mine, like it was always there. His scent has disappeared from my body but is still stuck in my head. I do not know when he would go back and on what day I would finally wake up without emptiness in my body and coldness in my bed. I do not know if there will be any day when I would not feel this immense pain in my chest like someone