Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Contractual Love : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Kian’s POV:“I am sorry.”Well, I had given myself a full lecture on reasons why I should be sorry and there was nothing wrong in saying it. I practised several times in front of the mirror.Still in the morning I felt so much change of the mind. Then again, her voice echoed in my ear and Damn, she had done some spell on me.“Uhh- yeah, I mean - it’s okay.” I stuttered.It all went wasted, because he was the one to apologise first and I lost the chance to at least say ‘I am sorry too’ in return. For some pretty strange reason he was so enthusiastic. And he was smiling like a madman.“Let's have a chat.” he said, standing beside the chair, in front of my table in my office. I had found him, standing there when I entered. I walked silently to the chair he sat opposite to me.“I am sorry, I may look so awkward,” he smiled nervously.Well he did look awkward most of the time, especially today.“Are you drunk?” I guessed.“No!! I am pretty sober.” I hummed.“I just figured out something

Irene's POV:This was not good. In this state, it was difficult for me to talk to him about something sensible and so important. He looked at me from head to toe. And I knew that look.“Sorry, I snuck out in a hurry and I didn’t have time to change,” I said in a sheepish tone.“Can I know the reason behind this?” his eyes were droopy and I feared that he might fall asleep. I sat on the couch beside him, I pushed my hand in the pocket of my robe. I was so busy finding out the piece of paper I had put in it. I looked at him, and my eyes followed his gaze. He was looking at my bare leg. That was uncovered due to sliding of the robe to the side when I sat down. I quickly covered it. I felt a strange discomfort in the environment. I gave a deep sigh, and pushed my thoughts aside to focus on what I came here to do. Luckily, I found what I was searching for. “Here read this,” I gave him the piece of paper that was folded several times. He held it, and with a disgusted expression he star

Kian’s POV:I had just started working on the initial beat. I was humming with the beat. My eyebrows pinched at a disturbed rhythm and I paused it right away. I slowed down the beat, adding the bass with it. My eyes were closed. My focus was fully on the music I was working on. It kind of went well. I opened my eyes and tapped on my I-Pad, to save and work on its progress. I saw Raven entering my office. I was in my studio, I saw him through the glass wall. He had a file in his hand. He threw the file on the table, and his hand rubbed his face. I kind of had an idea what this was about. He turned to me. His features were exhausted and a very weak smile appeared on his face. I stretched my legs, to drift back the chair and stood up. Coming out of the studio. I made a swift walk towards my chair. I looked at the file silently for a while and sat.“More?” I almost whispered.“more,” he nodded. “Resignations,” he said under his breath. It was almost inaudible.The silence prevailed agai

Kian's POV:My knuckles turned white as I gripped the bathroom’s door knob. A slight creaking sound of the door, created another wave of excited nerve to pass through my brain. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. This was it, my eyes were swollen. After a very long time, I had a migraine. It has stopped because of her, and she was the reason for it to happen again. I lifted my head to look into the drawers and I hissed in pain once again. I took the pain killer and swallowed it immediately. I made my way out of the bathroom and almost fell on the mattress.This was what I got, by controlling my anger only for her. She was so stubborn. She didn't even know, she was causing trouble. Or was it me expecting too much from her? Maybe I interpreted her wrong. Maybe, she was not that different from other girls. It was very reckless of her to ignore my concern. Or perhaps, it was my misunderstanding that I was expecting her to understand my behaviour towards her. Or maybe, she knew that

Kian’s POV:“I don't think this will get along with the vocals,” I hummed with the melody.“But the main track is still addicting, Sir,” said my programme manager ,who was unnecessarily excited. She was a newbie. And considering the fact that I didn't have much choice. I had to bear it. “Still, we need to take care of vocals. Without it, the song is all wasted.”I tapped the papers in front of me with the pen.“Also, I want to finalise this song today. So please, all of you pay attention.” I said, to the bunch of people in front of me. Working on their laptops. “I am almost done with the lyrics. The composition is ready. But you guys are still too lazy for the promotional programme. I haven't got a single outcome on that matter.” Everyone nodded and I didn't care to think how I looked in front of them.My phone rang and it was her. I picked it up, without a second thought and walked towards the corner.“Hey,” she sounded nervous.“How are you? Everything’s fine?” I questioned out