IvannaMy eyes flare up at Irene as she clamours, holding me. For a second, I go completely blank and gawk at her with all the flashes.She lied to me. She has been lying about Christian ever since I woke up after that passionate night. She knew Christian was still there. Yet, she chose to lie to me and also to Christian. She took my identity to trap him. I can never imagine she could do that."You're here?" She exclaims.Honestly, I'm in no mood to talk to her. She must be here to meet her father and she will definitely try to force me again to save Richard Rozario. I'm not doing that anymore."Yes. Just came here to meet my mom's murderer for the last time", I gasp. Irene's eyes widen in shock as she freezes as if she's knowing it right now. Didn't Janice ever tell her? Maybe she didn't want Irene to know Richard Rozario's real face. Who cares? "What— did you— say?" She stammers. "Mom's murderer?""Yes. My mom's. My", I repeat and look around
ColtonWhat the fuck is happening? I scream inside my head, feeling the smoky sour taste of that unfamiliar mouth of that familiar woman. Is she just kissing me? No. She is not. We are. I feel my lips also responding to that abrupt attack. My heart freezes— stops beating and absorbs the drastic sensation trickling inside my body as she roughly nibbles my lips and I do the same. Her small hand spirals up to my neck and her other hand grabs mine, guiding my hand around her waist. Getting the access, I yank her from the waist, grinding her against my body and kiss her passionately. It feels wrong on so many levels because she's too young for me which I never really cared about until she dared to do this.She's 21And I'm 33.It's enough to find this wrong. She's immature. I'm definitely not. I should stop.However, the more her mouth lets me explore her, the more it becomes hard to resist. Darn it! I have to. Without slowing down or fin
IvannaUtterly shocked, I cut the call and tossed my phone aside. Where did he disappear all of a sudden? He hardly stays out at night. I try his number again as Mrs Fisher comes with my clothes. "Don't worry. He'll be back. Change your clothes and take a rest. Master has told me to lead you to the bed as soon as you come", she says.There you go!He's never gonna change this bad habit. He can keep a track of me all the time but he will make me suffer worrying about him."Do you know where he is?" I ask, taking the clothes."No. He didn't say anything", she replies. I don't know why I'm having weird vibes. Christian didn't talk to me about Adrian at all. And as far as I know Christian, he's not gonna let it go so easily. I could sense that he was waiting for me to recover before doing anything. Honestly, I'm scared of him sometimes. Overloading my head with a bunch of t
IvannaWhat? I almost scream out, jumping off the bed, my brain refusing to swallow the audio message. I hear it again and again. Is he serious? I immediately call him out of panic. My heart beats a hundred times faster than any moment. He's not picking up. What the hell! How can he do this? How he just— do this stupid prank on me? I know this is a prank— a freaking prank. And I'm not gonna spare him this time for doing this shitty prank. I immediately climb down the bed, tripping over and rushing out of the room. All the housekeepers are surging around the living room which is really shocking for me to see. There's never so much chaos in the villa. I climb down the stairs hurriedly and walk towards Mrs Fisher."Mrs Fisher", I clamour. "You woke up?" She smiles, turning to me. "Should I make lunch for you? Breakfast hour is over""No. Thanks. What's happening over here?" I shrug.She hesitates, rolling her eyes slowly and forces a smile. That
Christian"Irene is my twin sister. My biological sister", Ivanna says in a calm voice. I'm not surprised. Somewhere, I expected this. Not because they looked alike but the similarities between auntie Jen and Irene. However, I didn't really try to dig into that matter. I just came back to the villa after checking out all the arrangements. And Ivanna said this to me out of nowhere. She's sitting at the edge of the bed in her usual pyjamas and an oversized t-shirt. She looks really upset. I sit beside her and slide my hand around her waist, pulling her closer. "And I think you should be happy to know that, right?" I ask."I'm happy", she lets out a deep sigh. "I'm happy with everything happening now""Then why is my beautiful wife so upset?" I gently bite her fluffy cheek as she hisses, smiling slightly. "I'm thinking about dad and Janice"I purse my lips, staring at her. "You met Richard, right?""Yeah. And he still has the guts to yell against you in front of me", she groans and
Ivanna"Okay, tell me. This one or this one?" Emily shows a sky blue and a yellow gown, holding in front of the screen. She seems to be more excited than me. "Any would look good on you, Emily," I chuckle."Ugh! That's the easiest way to run, Ivanna. You know," she shrugs. "Tell me""Well, why don't you ask Kane, huh?"Her mouth falls open right away and her eyes pop out. "What? Did I say something wrong?" "Why would I ask grouch when you're here?" She groans."Stop pretending, okay? I'm not dumb," I roll my eyes."Oh. So, since you know, I can complain, right?" She immediately throws the clothes aside and grabs the phone, leaving me in shock."Complaint?""Yeah. You don't know how I was digesting so much. Gosh! I'm dying to tell you how freaking boring he is," she scoffs, hitting her head. "It's been just three days since I'm officially dating him and he's acting like it's been years. So, damn boring. Do you know what happened just now? I asked him the exact same question. And he
IvannaI never thought of having a wholesome wedding. There's a difference between wholesome and grand. It's indeed grand but I feel wholesome when I realise the amount of heart and effort Christian has put into it by finding out about my old high school friends, my maternal cousins and also the daughter of his business partner who once told me about his daughter getting inspired by me.I thought I had only two bridesmaids, Irene and Emily. Usually, every bride has more than that. It comes true when others join. After years, I'm meeting all my old fellows and joy increases a hundred times more than before. Christian will never stop surprising me. It feels like he can't stop doing enough. He wants to do every possible thing in his capability."Gosh! You're not looking less than a fairy", Emily exclaims, turning me to the mirror. I lift my eyes and scan myself from head to toe. It feels like heaven. The wedding dress is exactly the same as I had pictured. My wedding dress. Though I do
ChristianI hate gatherings now.After the wedding rituals, we got back to the villa directly. It was already evening and the guests came to attend the reception. Even though we already had a grand reception back in Dallas, I wanted to do it again to see Ivanna actually happy and enjoying her wedding. However, her next appearance literally makes it hard for me to attend the reception. Ivanna has worn an off-shoulder halter sundress, and ended up to her knees, perfectly wrapped around her beautiful curved body. I have been through torture ever since she showed up in the reception. No matter how much I try to focus on others, I just can't.We've occupied the round table in the middle of the hall, guests surrounding us, gossiping and clicking pictures. When's this gonna end?Ivanna isn't even focusing on me properly as she keeps laughing at Emily's stupid jokes and obviously, there are my obedient staff who aren't disciplined like before. How would they when I don't act grumpy like b