All Chapters of His Twisted Salvation : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

He came inside his room while buttoning his shirt but as soon as his eyes fell on her, she noticed that grave and blank look crept on his face. Had he heard her last night? That thought shivered her heart in terror but then she found him taking his head away from her.She saw him walking towards the wardrobe in complete silence after he ignored her very presence. It hurt her but it gave her the relief that he had not heard her last night or else, she knew he wouldn't have been so silent by now. He would have done every single thing to take out the truth from her but his silent behavior made her believe that he had not heard anything last night. Little did she know….Sighing, Ariella pressed the duvet tightly against her chest but then she heard him telling her.“Dress up. I will drop you to your home,” he uttered, taking out his coat from the wardrobe. She found him wearing his coat and then he turned towards the mirror. He didn't even look at her for once which made her sigh again. H

Ariella stepped out of the bathroom while patting her wet hair dry with a towel but her brows arched in confusion as she saw him kneeling in front of a pile of her clothes and in front of her cupboard. Her brows arched in confusion. What was he doing with her clothes?Stop patting her hair, she walked closer towards him and asked him.“What happened?” she uttered, seeing him folding her clothes.“You forgot to close the cupboard’s door and all these clothes fell from it,” she heard him answering her with his lowered head as he was busy collecting those clothes. His answer embarrassed Ariella a bit because sometimes she could be an extremely unorganised person. “I am sorry,” She immediately kneeled down beside him while saying and then started gathering the clothes with him until her eyes fell on that photo frame which she assumed had fallen with those piles of clothes. Her soul froze in horror. She immediately looked towards him and found his head was still downcasted as he was busy

“Tell me, Ella….what has been scaring and hurting you,” Kieran said to her in his tenderly amiable voice while his gaze peered into her amber hues which were glistening with those tears of pain and fear which she had been trying to hide just not only from him, probably from the whole world all these years.He was doing all of this intentionally to take out the truth from her and by seeing her state, he understood that a little more push would definitely make her utter everything to him, so he cupped her face more firmly and pushed his head closer to hers.“Tell me….my angel,” he whispered to her almost in his pleading tone and that was enough for Ariella to break those walls which she had been building around that truth from the past 5 years.Kieran watched her eyes filling with more tears as she parted her mouth to tell him something.“Kieran…i…it is y…your….” her stuttering words got interrupted by the noise of the elevator door opening, indicating they both had reached their design

Ariella felt goosebumps forming all over her body the second she felt him pressing his mouth against hers. Her heart jiggled up whereas her body flames up with countless sensations and no one of those sensations felt rational or moral in any way but she still craved them desperately with no shame or hesitancy.She found him gripping her jaw more firmly to kiss her harder. Her hands ached to touch his head where her fingers would tangle themselves in his soft hair. Her arms throbbed to pull him closer to her to the extent that not even the air would dare to pass through their collided bodies. She was restless to feel herself getting wrapped in him, lost in him, ruined by him completely but she knew she was not allowed to do it….not at all. When he realised that she didn't kiss him back, he stopped kissing her. Kieran pulled back his head a bit to look at her but Ariella's heart clenched, seeing that hurt flashing in his eyes. The pain of rejection. Once again, she rejected him and it

“Can I come in?” Ariella uttered, peering at him with a look like she was least interested in his very existence because she didn't want him to find out how much his mere act of telling her to leave from here for his secretary had hurt and angered him. Yes, she was jealous. She was jealous of his secretary by seeing him giving her so much relevance, even above her and how could she be blamed for it when she had seen her in such a state last night with him at his villa and he even made her feel like they both had slept together which she knew was a lie but still, he was intentionally doing all of this to hurt and trigger out her jealousy but she was not going to give him that satisfaction anymore. She was going to act normal with him and strictly professional.“With pleasure, Ms. Fozer,” she heard him telling her with his crossed arms. Ariella wanted to scowl at him, especially seeing that evil smirk on his face and identifying that teasing tone of his, like he was finding all of this