The whole time last night, Itzel just talked and talked, almost ate his ears. But Dmitri is not complaining. As long as she is this happy and is sharing some things of her life with him, he is readily going to sit and listen to her talk. Last night, Itzel told him a lot about her childhood and her friendship with Damon. Though Dmitri does not like that boy to be around her, he can't deny the fact that he is one important person in her life. She told him how much Damon has been supportive to her, helping her in her studies, comforting her when her father would verbally abuse her, and even helped her out with getting her first part time job which she loved the most. But when Dmitri asked her what that part time job was, she went silent for a good minute while only staring at him before giving him a rather tight lipped smile. Babysitting pet animals for the people who go out of station leaving their babies behind, she had said was her first part time job.Then it had lead to another of th
Damon pulls his car up infront of the Singh mansion. Coming out of the car, Itzel murmurs a quiet goodbye to him before making her way inside the mansion. While sitting in the car, Damon can't help but feel miserable as he can't do a fucking thing to help her ease the embarrassment that she must be fighting through right now. Though she did not show anything on her face, Damon knows exactly how she is feeling right at this moment. Inspite of her sporting a nonchalant look all throughout, he can still feel the waves of embarrassment and disappointment coming off of her. She is disappointed in herself, embarrassed because of herself. And Damon can't help but don himself responsible! The thing she had to go through back at that restaurant is just because of him. If only he had not drawn Itzel into this mess! Back in her room, Itzel makes her into her bathroom ever so slowly. Not because she is enjoying it but being so mentally exhausted has made her sluggish. She could feel her eyes burn
Dmitri merely watches as Itzel places her hand on Archer's extended one and they both very swiftly excused themselves. As they walk out of the mansion, maybe out to the garden, Mrs. Beu lets out a rather fake, not too pleasant to the ears, chuckle saying about how today's kids can't even wait to put on wedding rings on each other before beginning the romance part. And Dmitri wants to throw up on her for saying so. He so wishes he could just strangle that fat minded woman with his bare hands along with her overbrooding henpecked husband! He has not failed to notice how both of them were glaring obnoxiously at Itzel all throughout the fucking brunch. However, not wanting to stay standing here while listening to the older people chat away, Dmitri very politely excuses himself telling them if they needed something, they should call him right away, he makes his way out of the mansion too but discreetly, not wanting to let these people have other thoughts out of it. Meanwhile, Itzel and Ar
Okay, this is something really impulsive to just come and straight away threatening Itzel to not get married to Archer! Dmitri knows that but right now, keeping all the logics and reasoning in the back of his mind, all he wants to assert to her that he will do anything in order to cease her chances of marriage with Archer. But so far, looking at her face which is flushed red with anger as she squints her eyes causing her forehead to crease and her jaw is visibly clenched and twitching too. By the look of it, she is surely going to explode on him and Dmitri is somewhat prepared for her outburst. But his decision about ruining their chances at marriage is going to waver. She opens her mouth but before she could utter a word, the voice of a man cuts her off. "Hello, sweetheart!" The man says ignoring Dmitri who is still leaning on Itzel. "Ready to go for it now?" He asks her. Itzel's eyes go big as he casually saunters near the table where she is sitting at before making himself comfort
Damon hesitates, his eyes being downcast onto the table infront of him. Then looking up at an impatient Dmitri, he says, "I can't. I mean that is not my place to tell you the whole thing. I think you should ask Itzel straight away." Dmitri tuts at that."Did I ask for your advice, boy?" He growls out at him in a way to intimidate him and the way he gulps down his throat visibly tells Dmitri that is definitely working. "You better be quick in that. I don't think that you would want to lose your job now." This causes Damon to look at him with clear fear visible in his eyes. "What would you do?" He asks with voice a little quivering."Nothing much you know, just let them know that you are into such illegal shit. And then they will do the rest of the work." Dmitri tells him with a nonchalant shrug at the end. But this is all but an empty threat. Dmitri would not dare shatter one's dream at any cost. He would never let anyone's dream go down the drain like his went. "No, please I beg you
Itzel reaches home with a spring on her feet. The smile that is etched across her lips is never fading. She can't bring herself to believe the fact that she actually won that fight with a quite experienced street fighter. When she reaches at the foot of the staircase, she is met with Ishu on the way. Giving him a tight bear hug, she excitedly spins them both around. "Ishuu..." She screeches cheerily. "I am so happy!" "Woah, there! What is the occasion?" Ishu asks his sister whom he has never seen this happy in like forever. Itzel just smiles brightly at him before squishing his cheeks."Just know that I am happy." With that said, she trudges up the stairs and goes into her room happily humming a random tune. God! This fight was really of a level. She has never thought in her wildest dreams that she would win a fight against such a super built, gym going guy. Yes, it was a man with whom she had fought. Even she was shocked at first but then after a few minutes into the fight, she had
As Itzel closes her eyes more tight, ravishing the kiss between them, some unwanted memories flash through her mind. With the movements of her own lips syncing with that of Mr. Taylor's remind her of Ruc doing the same thing with that beautiful girlfriend of his. How they were eating each other's face, the scene vividly passing across her mind. And just like that, she jerks herself off of Mr. Taylor taking him by surprise as he too snaps open his eyes while looking at her with wide eyes in which shock is evident. Itzel opens her mouth to say something, anything but it is as if her brain has stopped forming any coherent word right at this moment. She will admit, it was her initiative to kiss Mr. Taylor. Though why, she does not know. But why did he respond to her kiss? He should have pushed her off, right? Whatever she would say now it would look like she does not want to take responsibility of her action which is not the case. But she needs some time, to clear her mind. So, without a
"Bhow Bhow!" The small barks emitting from the puppy's mouth, fills the hallway. Itzel looks down and a goofy smile takes over her lips. Lowering herself onto the ground, she picks up the puppy in her arms gently. "Oh, look at you! You are growing too well now!" She cooes at him in a cute childlike voice. He has somehow managed to get out of Mr. Taylor's room and has trudged into the hall now. And as if on tow, Mr. Taylor too comes hot on his tail. "Oh, there you are! Gave me quite a run buddy. Come on, now. It is time for you to take your meds." He says as he finds the puppy curled up in Itzel's arms. But as if the poor puppy understood what does that medicine would mean, he just crawls more into her embrace. Letting out a laugh, Itzel gazes up at Mr. Taylor. "Looks like he does not want to go back to you anymore. Just leave him with me and I will take him to the hospital myself." Itzel says to him but he declines very swiftly. "No, that would not be needed. I will manage myself.