All Chapters of A Contractual Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Kian's POV:I was walking through the hallway. Media , fans ,and investors were waiting for me to congratulate me for the award I just received. Body guards, manager and my buddy Raven were surrounding me. When I reached the door, it opened. Camera flashes attacking everyone’s eye. Fangirls shouting out my name. This place was a mess. Reporters were throwing all their curious questions at my face.I really didn't want to deal with this drama and wanted to go straight to my lavish car and be at home in my bed. But then Raven whispered more like in declaring tone:"We have to interact with them, we are already in-". He paused, I looked at him. He signalled me by showing me his sheepish eyeS. I sighed, to show how frustrated I was. Then a voice came from the crowd."Mr. Kian, how do you feel , you have won the biggest award of the year. Who do you want to thank"I turned to look for the person who asked . I didn’t find the person in the huge crowd and camera flashes but answered any way

Irene’s POV“ I-uhh” I stumbled at my words, for an unknown reason. “Hmm?”“I saw this advertisement about a junior assistant. I was wondering if you are still hiring.”“Oh I see, you are here for that job” he eyed me head to toe.I was not dressed very appropriately for a job interview. I came straight from work, more like fired from the work so I was in my jeans and had worn a very baggy T-shirt. His style of checking me out confirmed to me that I was definitely not getting the job. But somehow he seemed interested.“Can I ask you, who are you?” I asked to break the awkward silence.“Oh I am in the hiring team, my name is Raven” he offered his hand, which I took very hesitantly.“Is it okay if I interview you” he asked with a very non professional smile, that showed me some red flags. I was fired from that cafe job today because some creepy customer was being too touchy. And no matter how confident I was, physical touch always scared the hell out of me. And I caused a mess by spilli

Irene's POVThis morning was something. First, the man who insulted me like sh*It appeared in front of my apartment. And I let him in. That was already, something I decided to think about it later. Then he apologised to me. Like nothing happened yesterday. And I said ‘I’ll do it’. Here it was, A morning filled with surprises. Not only me, Raven and his very bossy boss were also shocked. “What?” Raven wanted to confirm.Which I did by saying, “ I said I’ll do it”.“Ok-well. Thank You.” His words were still recovering from the shock he had just received. And he. His expressions were also telling me that he was not anticipating this. Or I was misjudging him. “You won’t apologise back?” he almost growled. Oh my God, can he not be self obcessed all the time.“For what?” I asked, folding my arms against my chest. “We should go now,” Raven exclaimed hurriedly. I shifted my gaze to Raven.“No-” he did not believe how he was being ignored by Raven nor was I, to be honest. Raven grabbed h

Irene’s POV. Fairytales are always deceiving. I remember my mother telling me stories in which the prince solves every problem. He can just make everything fine by the snap of his fingers. It always annoyed me but maybe I always beleived it. And I was waiting for him. The long wait made me hate fairytales. I felt betrayed. Like it was a false hope. The moment I saw the amount I was going to receive after this contract, it felt unreal. The problem in my life was money. And it was written on the paper, ten million. Like it was simple. It was not just ten million. It was an end to starving days, to the constant anxiety of paying loan, doing odd jobs. The amount was enough for me to enjoy life. Until I complete my studies, and find a job. Lifting my head I saw the man sitting in front of me. Brown pair of eyes radiating coldness. Technically, he was my prince. That felt funny. Prince? He? Not that he wasn’t charming. He was-hot, but no prince could be this rude. Turning to Raven. I expr

Irene’s POVI felt serenity in the cool breeze of London September was near to end. The air was cool. I saw a notification on my phone this morning, about the money transfer. I couldn’t remember when was the last time I had breakfast in my favourite cafe. It felt good. I was planning to do some grocery shopping after my classes. After all that happened, it was worth it. It is way better than worrying about getting starved to death. Raven also sent some congratulatory texts and praised me. What I did was nothing, actually. It didn’t even require any special skill. My face was even covered. This was for the first time in my life after my mother’s death, I felt I was not alone. Not on my own. The tranquillity of the air vanished as I entered my campus. Students were gossiping. Some faces were shocked and some were smirking. Showing something on phone to each other. This was definitely something about some trending topic. I shrugged my shoulders. Last time, I worried myself with thos