Ember's POV There he was standing looking at me with don't know what kind of expression. He has rested his head on the door , hands are in pocket, but wait- His head is bandaged?. What happened to him?. " Were you waiting for me, sweetheart?." He asked and I held the balcony rod, although it was cold but i need some strength which unknowingly i am losing. " Hmmm?." He hummed in an asking tone and i shook my head. " I wasn't sleepy so I thought about spending some time here." I replied and his lip corner curved upward slightly. His gaze scaring me, making me uncomfortable, it's like he is watching me without my clothes. I cleared my throat and tried to walk past him. " Wouldn't you ask , how am I?." He said and I stopped in my tracks. I looked at him, he is still watching me intentionally. " You-You are fine and I know that's a minor injury." I answered, he chuckled inwardly. " Yeah, it's minor. " He replied and I nodded my head , before he say something I walked into our bedroo

Author's POV" Ivan put me down," Ember said, hiding her face in Ivan's neck, feeling embarrassed by his act." Can't take the risk, baby, your legs will hurt." He answered while holding her tightly in his arms. Well, he is carrying her in his arms in bridal style. When Lawrence came to pick them then they both were in the telephone booth, he was massaging her legs, talking dirty and laughing seeing her red face. Well, Lawrence didn't hear what his boss and mam were talking about but by seeing Ivan's laugh he was happy that everything was getting fine. Rain is still pouring but now it has slightly slowed up. She once again whispered in his ear to leave her but he didn't listen to her one. Well, she had said that her legs hurt and he had promised that he would carry her, so, yeah he is carrying her." To be honest, my legs don't hurt." She said near his ear and he chuckled." No, I can't let my woman hurt her leg, again." This was the 25th time that he used this sentence as his answer.

Author's POV•• " Then after studying at that University, will you be rich?" Little Eric asked his sister who was packing her bag to leave for New York.•• " Yes, so rich that Papa wouldn't do fishing for us." She answered. Her phone vibrated in her sweatpants and she fished out, it was her father. She tried to receive the call but her phone wasn't working, after scrolling her phone with her thumb for the next 10th time she received her father's phone.Her innocent eyes cried when she left her baby brother behind for her higher study, she will miss her town, her baby brother, her curious eyes landed on the big poster which was for the advertisement for an expensive phone, in which a handsome man was standing with the phone and there was a phrase, ' Prince of nightlife '. She smiled seeing the poster but not for the man, she smiled seeing the latest version of the phone. She looked at her phone, her phone was cheap, of no good quality and at that time she thought to buy that phone with

AUTHOR'S POVThe cold breeze is blowing in New York, the climate is cold and even in this cold environment, Ivan's bodyguards are standing on their feet to protect their madam at any cost. Security is very tight, no new patient is entering the hospital, no new person is entering and whoever is entering the hospital they are getting checked very tightly.No one can fetch even a tiny needle into the hospital. Elijah is keeping his eyes on everything. Only two doctors can enter the room of Ember who was gaining consciousness and then losing it after every 2-3 seconds after getting back to her sense. The pain in her body is very hard to bear so doctors are giving her painkiller injections. Only one nurse enters her room for cleaning her injuries and during her cleaning up Elijah will be always on his feet outside of the ICU. Just one mistake and he will barge into the room to shoot the person. Every person is afraid of Elijah. His dangerous threatening eyes always make them shiver badly c

Author's POVHe took a deep breath to calm his emotions and traced her jaw with his finger, feeling a soft touch on her face. She stirred in her sleep and he smiled.So SensitiveHe watched her eyelashes moving, she was having problems in opening her eyes." Hey baby," He mumbled slowly and she looked at him through her wet eyelashes." I. Ivan," She murmured and he smiled warmly. After this much grief, and pain, something brought some warmth for him to forget his sorrow." How are you, baby?" He asked and she didn't utter anything, just stared at him." Papa," She whispered and his heart tightened. Her father's burial is still left." He died," She added and her eyes again gathered tears. " Take me to him," She ordered and he nodded his head.×××Biting her own lower lips, resting her bandaged head on his left chest, wrapping her left arm around his neck, she looked everywhere with her dead gaze. He is carrying her in his arms to the morgue, where her father's dead body is kept. He d