Just when I feel like everything around me is going to be dark, he pulls me against himself, locking me into his arms. Everything happened so quickly that it takes me a few seconds to feel the terror inside me.
My body ripples against him as I gawk at him with my pounding heart, stunned and drained.
"Hey, I had already held you," he chuckles.
I can't utter a single word. The moment which took only five seconds to occur is roaming inside my head. My heart throbs faster, catching my breath.
"Why did you—," terror fills inside me as I can't understand why he had to do that stupid prank with me. I sense my voice breaking.
ChristianI can hear Ivanna breathing heavily after speaking about everything she has inside; even though I know there are still a lot of things that remained unsaid between us, piled up for the right time.I don't know when the right time is gonna arrive but, certainly, I'm not gonna let her go, no matter how hurtful and deep the secrets are, I just can't let her go.I hold her hand upon my chest and turn around. I can see her face shining rosy through the bonfire. Her eyes glisten with eye contact, filled with an urge— as if she badly wants me to respond.Spiralling my arms around her waist, I pull her up from the ground as our noses touch. She closes her eyes immediately as a sign of insistence
Christian After dinner, we sat near the bonfire downstairs. She is comfortably occupying my lap, resting her behind on my chest when I'm securing her with my arms into the quilt. She wasn't talking to me the whole time at the dinner table and I knew she wanted me to convince her. I felt like teasing her a bit and didn't even go to the bedroom after dinner. She might have been restless enough and came down to me, wrapped in a quilt and directly crawled on my lap. "Wasn't Mrs Scott angry?" I laugh, breaking the silence finally. "As if you care. You were chilling out," she scoffs. "No. I was waiting for you" "Huh?" "I knew Mrs. Scott can't stay away from me longer. At least, not at night," I giggle. "Don't— just don't. I'll be angry for real," she blurts out. "Oh! That means you weren't angry for real until now?" Pushing my fingers into her deep silky hairs, I gently
Christian We're lying on the open meadow, still staring at the sky. At first, I didn't feel like watching the lanterns because I was more interested to watch her. But she literally scolded the hell out of me and forced me to look up there. According to her, I would eventually watch her anytime but she could never make me see the beauty around me all the time. Later, it felt great and my eyes soothed with the bright view. I have never thought to spend my time idly looking at the sky. Even looking at myself in the mirror was a waste of time for me. But this girl! She didn't change at all. I remember the evenings when I used to study extra lessons even after finishing the homework. She used to yell from her balcony and call me at my balcony. Our homes were just a few feet apart. She used to make me feel the breeze of the night, watching the stars and fireflies. Those days were something I would never forget. She was
Christian"Alright, so—", I tuck the strands of her hair behind her ear as she places her chin on my chest, curiously waiting for my answer. "You don't like it when I call you Mrs Scott?""It's not the case. I just asked why you are so formal in this", she rolls her eyes.It cracks me up."I'm not formal. But whenever I call you Mrs Scott, it reminds me every time that you're mine", I smile.She folds her lips and breaks eye contact, playing with the button of my shirt again. I wonder what she finds so enjoyable to play with these buttons."So, you mean the last name i
IvannaI'm sore. My entire body feels so damn numb after this workout— almost five months later I have visited the gym. I think it was a wrong move for me to reach the campus directly from the gym. I still have an hour before the class starts. The campus is filling gradually."Hey, girl", Emily joins me from somewhere."Hey, good morning. You're so early today", I roll my eyes."Well, who can turn down handsome men?" She beams, looking somewhere— just like an idiot!"What?" I exclaim."Huh! Nothing", she mumbles. Ivanna The morning starts with a warm touch on my lips. Even though it has been a morning routine, I'm still obsessed with this kind of beginning. I feel him stretching the kiss. It's always short in the morning. My eyelids part at him, just an inch apart with a handsome smile lingering on his face. It's enough to make me smile back. I slide my hand up to his neck and pull him into another deep kiss. I can recall the days I spent in Texas before. Mornings happened to be much different than this one— living alone, workout session, quick breakfast, leaving for college and working straight for six hours to pay my bills! It's not like my life wasn't better. It was. But I can feel what I lacked. Maybe
Mr. CEO, Marry Me On Conditions [The CEO's Replaced Bride] Chapter 61 : His background
Ivanna The morning starts with a warm touch on my lips. Even though it has been a morning routine, I'm still obsessed with this kind of beginning. I feel him stretching the kiss. It's always short in the morning. My eyelids part at him, just an inch apart with a handsome smile lingering on his face. It's enough to make me smile back. I slide my hand up to his neck and pull him into another deep kiss. I can recall the days I spent in Texas before. Mornings happened to be much different than this one— living alone, workout session, quick breakfast, leaving for college and working straight for six hours to pay my bills! It's not like my life wasn't better. It was. But I can feel what I lacked. Maybe
Christian "I don't know if I should call myself fortunate for having two fathers or unfortunate for losing both of them", I sigh, staring at the clean water of the lake; my favourite area of this foster care home when I met my second father. "I think you should choose the positive one", Ivanna looks at me with a smile. We're standing a few inches away, facing the lake and looking at the beautiful ducks floating. "Death is a slow poison", she says after a while. "Not to the person who dies— but to those whom the person leaves behind. The poison gradually sucks out happiness from a living one and makes them crave dying. If we start giving importance to death, mourning instead of celebrating their lives, death wins" Her deep words consume me, filling the voids inside and making me realise how badly I need to come out of the realm that has surrounded me.
Ivanna We spent the entire day in the foster home and it went pretty good. It was my first visit to such a place— peaceful and vibrant. I always strived to look for contentment in real things and undoubtedly, the smiles on the faces of those little souls seem to be the best way to contentment. The authority arranged a few games for the children and rewarded the winners— also the others. We joined too, clicked pictures, had lunch with them and also danced. I made Christian dance! That should be an achievement for me. However, he looked adorable. The day comes near the end and we have to leave before it's dark all around. I insist Rachel show me the last section and she takes me there.