"Iris......" "The small scissors she was holding to cut open the tag of the new material dropped from her hand when his voice echoed in her room.  "Jesus...." She gasped turning behind and watching a furious Dimitrios standing there with his hands in his pockets.  "What's wrong with you?" She gathered a little amount of her courage to ask but regretted that immediately. Taking some menacing steps towards her Dimitrios closed the gap in between.  "What's wrong with you, Slave?" After a certain time, the annotation "Slave" seemed foreign to her ears. Even though she was not fully excused from household works, Dimitrios had rarely used that tag to call her in public or private. Now that he had again used the same, a strange pain shot through her heart making her eyes moistened.  "Slave......" She murmured under her breath expecting that he won't be able to hear. But to her surprise, he heard and a throaty chuckle left his mout

"Time flies. Isn't it?" Iris asked Maria who was watering some plants in the garden. Rather they were Iris's favorite plants that she had picked up randomly. "True... When you first came here you were this much..." Maria showed her the height of a small kid and Iris just rolled over the grass laughing loud. Definitely, it was a joke because it had been almost two years only since she stepped inside Bratva's Mansion. So no way Maria had seen her as a kid. "Nice joke...." She replied clutching her stomach tightly. "Well... What can I say? By the way, how is Daniel?" Maria asked taking a look around the corner of the premises. "Shh... " Iris immediately stood up from the ground and ran towards Maria to suppress the matter. She knew what had happened earlier when Dimitrios got to know about Daniel. It was still an unresolved matter for them."Relax..... There is no one." Maria moved her head almost 360 degrees to confirm. 

When Iris woke up she felt herself drowsy enough to not step out of her bed. The headache was strong and the aching in her body didn't allow her to take some strong steps out of the bed. Pushing away from the blanket she forced her feet to touch the ground. Dropping her body to her feet she walked away from the bed clutching the long shirt she was wearing. When her eyes settled on the length she understood it was one of Dimitrios's shirts.  "Dimitri...." She called out his name to confirm his presence in her fragile voice and already shaken confidence. She was afraid deep down just by remembering the glimpses of the incidents that had happened to her.  "Dimitri...." She whispered almost not getting an answer and walked forward with her bare feet.  Dozing like a drunken person she moved towards the washroom to get freshen up.  Placing her hand on the door she pushed open it and got welcomed by the cold surface. Taking two mo

"Nice..... You have learned well....." "Is it so?""Yeah... obviously...." Jim spoke with equal excitement just as Iris. As they were training together the door of the section burst open revealing a large figure in front of another one. "Bratva...." It didn't take long for Jim to recognize Dimitrios standing there with bloodshot eyes and Igor with the same annoying expression. "Jim, send her back. I need the boxing ring for myself." "Sure Bratva..." Nodding his head in affirmation he walked towards the end of the ring and called out his subordinate to instruct him something. "Iris... We would continue tomorrow." He turned towards Bratva and nodded his head. He knew the meaning of asking for the boxing ring for Bratva himself. There comes a few moments when Bratva decided to vent out his anger or teach the traitor some lesson. And fighting is something that he enjoys the most. The painful scream, and blood spitting out of those traitors' mouths and bodies always gave him a differen

"Prom?" Iris whispered the word to herself. Never in her dreams had she thought of Dimitrios accepting such things. Snapping her head towards him, she gave him a questioning glare before asking something."Are you trying to make fun of my situation?""If you think in such a way I can't do anything." Dimitrios shifted his gaze from her face to the other side of the window. The busy road had ended and they were heading in the direction of Iris's school. "But ... I... " She stopped herself from making an embarrassing statement. She couldn't just let him know that she had no confirmed partner. Gulping down the little fear she sat straight while fidgeting with her fingers. After twenty minutes of drive, they reached their destination. But no one decided to come down from the car for a good five minutes. "Don't you want to go inside?" Dimitrios was the first person to break the monotony of the silence. "Yes......" "Good... Now give me your hand first." Dimitrios ordered and Iris followe