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.
The fiber plate full of delicious food made by Itzel clangs on the floor as it is pushed by Dmitri in a fit of rage. She flinches at that taking a step or two away from where he stands now. Afraid that he might push her like that too, without any hesitation. "What do you think you are trying to do, huh?" He asks her in an angry but low tone. "You think that you are always capable of making things right? To make everything easy with whatever you will do? Well, don't flatter yourself that much! If you think that everyone's world only revolves around you, so that you will feed them to make their fucking mood great, then you are hell wrong!" He spits out through his gritted teeth. "Everything is not easy coming for everyone else just because it is for some rich bratty princess like you! Now, Get the hell out of my face!" Dmitri yells at her and she visibly jumps, not expecting that from her husband. "If not for the damn money for my business, I would not have even married you. Curse my da
With a small, shy smile now etched across her lips, Itzel pulls away from him. Dmitri, who is yet to believe if what happened just now is in real or not as it is too good to be real to him, looks at Itzel with curious and surprised eyes. "Well, now was that too a mistake?" Dmitri asks her, not bitterly but curiously and amusedly as he knows what would be her answer this time. And somehow, that has given him confidence in himself and to their chance of happily ever after. That hope which has managed to thrive in his heart is now on a burning flame, reviving Dmitri's desire to live and not just survive. To live for his Itzel! "Uh, no, I don't think so, anymore." Itzel says quietly with her head hung low, not in shame but with a wierd shyness. It was just a kiss but well, for Itzel, it was the best ever kiss. Considering that it was just a second one in her experience. Her first kiss, she could not forget. But this kiss, she would not dare forget! She feels Mr. Taylor resting his finger
It has been two days since Itzel has confessed to Dmitri of having some attraction towards him. And good to say that it has been really nice and peaceful two days since then. Dmitri is loving to have Itzel near him, somewhat near to say. Itzel now lets him touch her here and there and does the same to him but nothing more far than a kiss now and then. But that too is good enough for Dmitri for now. All he is doing now is to try and gain her trust and truly hopes that she would listen to him when his truth of being Ruci Dmitri comes to life. But till then, he will try and secretly mend for those times back then when he should be a proper husband to Itzel. So, he always tries to pamper her in many possible. Like right now, as she waits for him to come to her room so that they could binge watch something on her laptop, Dmitri is preparing her some hot chocolate which she loves and a bowl of caramel popcorn just the way she likes. Placing them on a tray, he makes his way to her room up t