All Chapters of A Contractual Love : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Irene's POV:No you don’t talk to your employees like that. You cannot pick them up just at one call. Without asking anything. Normal people don’t do that. Let alone the people who are notoriously famous with non serious titles. A playboy? Are you kidding me? The man who called me baby, without any rational reason for him to do that. But the worst is that, it felt so needed. The man was cooking me lunch, forcing me no to move any muscle as he was so convinced that the pressure I bore due to my own inferiority complex would have exhausted my nerves. The man looked nothing like the ones who play with your feelings and your body. He looked like someone I never met. But I always dreamt of meeting. Just like every girl dreams, when she reads those descriptions of the fictional men in the novels. He looked like those unbelievably dreamy men, when they are in love.“Here is your risotto, Ma’am,” his voice broke my thoughts. His sleeves were rolled up. Olive coloured, dress shirt was now cre

Irene’s POV:I ran from the kitchen counter, at the sound of a horn. I heard Noah’s voice telling me to be careful, as I was in heels. It was uncomfortable as always. But anything for this fake husband of mine. I smiled at the imagination, how his eyes would wander on me before he would voice out. I paced when I was near the door. I opened the door, finding him in front of me. I couldn’t control my inner happiness that appeared on my face. My eyes fell on his hand. They were empty. No flowers? I smiled even more. I decided not to mind it at all. It was enough for me that he was here. I didn’t wanna waste time, by nagging about stupid flowers. Not when he was going to fly to Chicago tomorrow. And I wasn’t going to see him for the whole month. I wanted to avail this time, to finally spill the tea. To say unsaid but felt things. I held his hand and dragged him in. Lilac coloured satin dress twirled around my waist. It was off shoulder. The delicate necklace made of rhinestone looked so

Kian's POV:“That's perfect. Can we have a little smile now?”I didn't care how I looked at the awkward stretch of my lips, even though my eyes remained cold.“Perfect!” I heard the photographer exclaiming. Quickly the staff came to help me take off the jewellery and other accessories.“Your next shot is for Bulgari, we can head out in ten minutes, if you want.” I heard from my assistant.“Tell them to postpone or cancel it.” She pressed her lips at my statement.“But sir-.”“I am tired.” I cut her off and walked away as I wore my shirt.It wasn't a lie. Although it seemed like it. This was my first photo shoot of the day. And I aced it in thirty minutes. Keeping in mind my history, I used to work for sixteen hours. But I was tired now. I had gotten accustomed to being relaxed for a while. Having a relaxing centre. I needed that feeling again, being light headed. I was exhausted even though I wasn't doing that much. I wanted her. KIAN CALLOWAY BACK WITH SOME DEEP MEANING ALBUMI re

Kian’s POV:The airport was all packed, the air electric with anticipation. Their excitement was palpable, as my fans waited for me. Although I came unannounced, still the waving of banners and roar of the crowd was powerful.Little did they know, it was the least of my worries. I adjusted the collar of my shirt in front o f the mirror as I heard the muffled cheering of the crowd through the thick walls of a specially vacated room at the airport just for me to dress up when I reached London on my private jet. Raven insisted that I should have a dressing up session before appearing, as the media was also there.“It’s clear,” Raven announced. With a nod, I turned and walked out of the room. The noise of the crowd intensified as I took more steps. When I was finally out, the roar of the crowd hit me like a wave. Flashing lights and a sea of faces stretched in front of me. But my eyes yearned for her. I waved my hands in acknowledgment of their efforts. Reporters asked questions of all

Kian’s POV:As I took out my phone, it was already ten. It was my time to leave. I grabbed my car keys from the table, causing the heads of two of my best friends snapped in my direction. “Already?” Quinn arched his brows.“Uhh, don’t wanna sleep on the couch. She gets really grumpy when I am late.” I said hanging my jacket on my arm.“No matter how much I try It’s really too much for me to get used to this ideal husband's behaviour.” I chuckled at Raven’s comment. “Are you really this scared of her, I mean she doesn’t looked like she would ever look horrible enough to scare the sh*t out of you.” I could see the honesty in his eyes.The truth she never looked horrible, she looked a bit scared herself. Whenever she would shout at me, I sensed the uncertainity in her eyes. Wanting to know if it did affect me. I wanted to give her the assurety that her offence did matter to me. That she wasn’t just some random girl. I took her as my….. Wife. because to me there was nothing left to che