"Are you okay? Be calm. We're safe."It was Ian speaking. His hands were rubbing firmly over mine in my panic attack as he hurriedly started the car with his other hand while I watched through my ragged breathing as the men from the fire service continued to arrive in their trucks, trying to put out the fire from the house.It felt like a dream.Like a goddamn hallucination.All that reflected in my eyes from my new apartment was now a tall fire. Razing down every single thing all up to the roof.Soon, I found myself whimpering, and then, as soon as Ian's car swerved and finally started to move out of the driveway, I burst into tears.Ian tried his hardest to keep me calm, rubbing consistently over my hands until his car was finally out on the road, leaving it all behind with each distance covered.My apartment.The entire last of my savings was used to purchase that house for my escape.Everything gone.Razed down to the ground.I really couldn't control my cries at this point, and I
I was busy.I had been bent over the same mahogany table for the last hour, looking over the email responses from my lawyer for the millionth time. At the same time, I had my copy of the divorce papers spread over the shiny wood surface in front of me, and at the same time, my left thumb kept busy with declining each of my parents’ calls that kept coming in over and over again.There was no reason to talk to them right now.They had done this to me.Even if they were calling because they had probably heard about the fire, I still didn't wish to speak or say anything to them.There was even a higher possibility that their call wasn't anything about the fire outbreak at my house because I bet Isak wouldn't just go and let them know that their daughter's apartment got razed down when she was in it.It was better now that Isak had no idea where I had gone.He wouldn't go tell my parents about the fire because then he wouldn't be able to say where exactly I was at the moment if my parents
"You look great, Miss.""Uh, Thankyou." I chuckled, sending a thankful smile to the older lady, who was simply one of the many other dozens of staff in the house.I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out that I hadn't even seen them all. This house was literally so big, it would need a lot of housekeeping in all of the corners."I think they fit great," I said too, adjusting my suit jacket as I turned side to side while beaming at the mirror.Ian had burst into my room earlier this morning while I was still in bed to tell me that he had something that may interest me for today if I wanted to join.He had work today, and his offer was that I could join him at one of his companies that he was headed to.Somehow, that had brightened up my entire morning in anticipation for the rest of the day.If someone had told me any day that I would be this happy just to go see some company and return, I would have rolled lazy, bored-looking eyes at the person and gone back to whatever imaginary thin
Ian has changed into a colorful beach shirt with a white singlet underneath and biker shorts, looking way different again from what he had looked like just a few minutes ago at his company.We were both in a jet, and I was psyched!All of these had been really quick; it almost felt like I was on set in an episode of Fifty Shades of Grey. I used to watch them with Arthur, and now I feel like Anna.Only I wasn't Anna. I was Iris, a girl on the run from her maniac husband, Isak. And Ian, a crazy billionaire white knight that I had run into one late night at a resort."You own this jet?" I screamed at Ian, just to be heard over the noise of the wind.The doors were open as Ian wanted us to see all of the sights, but hell no, I wasn't doing that!He grinned at me behind his sunglasses as the strong wind blew over his hair."Enjoy your first ride with me, Iris!""This is crazy!" I laughed loudly and threw my head back.God!If anyone told me I would ever be doing this—flying on a jet—on a v
"Did you ever go to the beach as a kid?" Ian suddenly asked me.Wondering why he asked, I paused but answered anyway. "Yes.""Is that why you stopped back there? When did we come?"So he hadn't thought it was about the apartment.Slowly, I answered him again. "Yeah."He smiled. "I saw the look in your eyes. Like you were recalling the waters from a past time."I let out a silent chuckle, and our gazes remained connected till I could feel that heat building in me again, starting from my neck and then down in the pit of my tummy. It equally started up in my core between my crossed legs stretched out on the beach chair while I blinked constantly and put more and more focus into not letting my breath pattern change in the slightest.Watching Ian, I knew that he could feel everything that I felt right now too.One of his hands was relaxed over his chest, rising and falling calmly with it, and with his other hanging hand, he slowly made contact with my left hand, which was equally hanging d
"Lily? Be sure she gets everything when she's awake.""Yes, sir." The maid bowed.From the top of the staircase, I watched them as I slowly started to get down, and the sound of moving footsteps drew Ian's eyes up.The guards around him were getting his work documents ready and moving them to the car.Holding his gaze with a dry expression, I finally got down to the bottom of the stairs.My nightgown was still on me, stopping short of my knees, with the long silk jacket over it.My hair, I was sure, looked tousled in the morning, and my face was hardly clear of sleepiness.
The calming yet roguish scent of the room instantly welcomed me as soon as I entered, filling my senses and embracing my inner being.Unable to resist the feeling it brought, I leaned myself back against the door and reveled in the feel of it with closed eyes.God.This felt extremely safe here.Like times ten of Ian's presence.The extremely safe, comforting feeling was very thick in the atmosphere, especially with the look of the room and the fact that I knew that I was in his own personal room.My phone rang after I finally started to take a few more steps.My father.
The events from the previous night were still fresh in my mind's eye. I had gone about assuming things like I always do, and it boomeranged right back in my face. I thought we had become close enough to tell each other our deepest secrets and hurts; apparently, we were far from it, and try as hard as I could, I know I did a terrible job at hiding my disappointment. For one, I had thought of leaving for my place, except my apartment was razed down.I got out of bed slowly after tossing and turning on it for hours and sat up on the bed, fixing my gaze on my toenails and making a mental note to do a makeover for them. I slipped into my robe and made for the kitchen, where I hoped to get something to feed my rumbling stomach. I had been too ashamed to stay for dinner last night, so I had retired to my room earlier than usual. I remember hearing him knock on the door to my room several