All Chapters of A Contractual Love : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Kian’s POV“What? You don’t like coffee?”“No, it’s just not my taste,” she scrunched her nose. “I should’ve asked you before ordering,” Raven rubbed a finger on his forefinger. “It’s okay I can eat cheese balls,” she said as her hand approached the aluminium container. “I don’t know how the hell this meeting is going to end in an hour. When you two are talking like it’s some kind of kitty party,”I was actually talking to Raven and looking at him. Her hand stopped at the lid and she drew back. “Thank you, Kian for reminding me,” A sarcastic smile rested on his face. “As you told me Irene, you have a break. And also Kian had a meeting in Italy.”She nodded slowly, her lower lip captured between his teeth. “So, I was thinking. If we’ll do another public appearance there,” he informed her.“In Italy?” she asked politely.“Uhh-yeah. Have you been abroad before?”“No, but I have a passport. If that’s what you are asking. It was required at the time of my admission. But I think it’ll

Irene’s POVThe mess that was created by his fans. Helped me a lot. To overcome the embarrassment. Every Time I was with him, silence hung like pinching me in the a**. Well, normally being silent with someone was not so uncomfortable. But with him it was. I felt like I was supposed to talk to him and I wasn’t. After an hour of driving, we reached a private hanger. Yes, a private jet. I stepped out of the car. And my eyes were widened in surprise. It felt like a dream I never actually dreamt. Seriously, I never wanted to fly like this. Like in such luxury. I used to wish to go abroad. Not specifically Italy. I saw him talking to Raven. After they were done Raven directed his hand to the boarding stairs of the jet, I started to walk on the steps. As I came closer my pace slowed. The interior of the jet was making my eyes stop. I didn’t realise I was still at the spot. When I felt his fingers pushing my hair back, tucking them behind me. He was standing behind me. His mouth came close

Kian’s POVI was in no condition to be in such close proximity with someone. My pyjamas were loose. The blanket that wrapped her body when she opened the door was on the ground, now. She was in black shorts, with a white top. Holding me closer to her. Our bodies were in such close contact. I was holding myself by the support of the wall behind her, hovering over her. She was still holding my arm, even though we were inside her room. “Why did you pull me with yourself?” I inquired. For some reason I was not moving from my direction. “I’ve heard Italians are scary when you disturb them,” she tilted her head while hinting. “You acted so dumb,” I frowned and drew back. Uscire!! A voice from outside made her jump and again she was sticking close to my body. “Oh my God, he is angry,” she almost whispered. Her front was against my chest. She was soft. Her delicate hands were gripping onto my shirt. 

Irene’s POV“So you were that kind of teenager,” I said as I caught my breath after laughing so hard. He was looking at me silently with soft eyes the whole time I was laughing. “Are you curious about my teenage years now?” He teased me. “Umm,......maybe,” I tilted my head a little, my tone was funky. I heard a chuckle. It was deep. Uncontrolled. Free. I giggled too. Gosh his eyes were glowing. I grabbed a cowboy hat and put it on my head. “How do I look?”“I thought you were buying a gift for someone,” he said, adjusting the hat on my head. “I am, that’s why I am asking you to tell me how it looks on me?” our hands touched as I tried to reach the edges of the hat. “On you-it looks good,” he was looking directly into my eyes. Suddenly, I was so shy of his gaze. “Lo comprerò,” I turned to the shopkeeper. I paid him, and we moved forward. “Do you know where Raven is?” I asked as I took the first bite of the famous spicy Italian sandwich. It was hot. “With his girl,” he sai

Irene’s POV“That’s awesome.” her eyes were shining with excitement. She had opened every bag I bought for her. “They look really expensive,” she said with a pout. And I only blinked to respond to her.“Is he that rich?” she arched her eyebrow, like she was some detective. “He is,” I said playfully as I took a bite of a pancake she brought with her. It was tasty. She crawled towards me on her fours. “What does he do?” her eyes were bulged and for some reason she was whispering. “Oh My God, Stacy,” I couldn’t control my laugh. “He is not some mafia leader, “ I said in between my giggles. She did too. “I don’t know why you are acting like you are in a suspense movie or something.” I pointed. “When are you going to tell me?” “When-the-time-will-come,” I proclaimed, pinching her nose with my index finger and thumb. “Well,I am excited!” she announced. I stood up and took the dirty dishes. Putting it in the sink,I wasn’t planning to wash them. I was too tired for that. We safely