IRIS
As soon as these words left my mouth, Tristan abruptly stopped in the middle of the way. I could see, he was contemplating whether to reach out to me or not.
Maybe he didn't expect me to say such a thing but I only stated a true fact about myself. I can't be this selfish, I needed to warn him that he was playing with a lifeless soul and non of his actions will intrigue me.
“Iris. I-I...", he was at lost of words as a hurt look crossed his face but being the expert at masking his feeling, he hid them.
You haven't changed much...
“You won't change my heart towards you, Mr. Knight.", I said calmly while keeping my face neutral.
“That time will tell, mio fiore.", Tristan said while he curled his hand in determination.
Wrong, Tristan.
You are wrong. You may be a charmer, but I am no ordi
IRISA duffel bag and a shoulder bag along with that teddy is all that I packed.Most of the space was occupied by my medicines and prescriptions but it was not like I owned alot of belongings apart from my 'I have nothing in my wardrobe' clothes which Tristan asked me not to carry.I went back to my living room where Triatan was uncomfortably seated on my almost broken couch.I bit my lips to stop myself from laughing.No doubt the placed looked small in comparison to him but at least he had stopped giving me those looks clearly saying 'I can't believe you lived here.'But still he looked so... odd in this place.I sighed and went to the charging point to remove my antique phone from charging but what can one say it's all I can afford."Are we.."Tristan was cut by a knock on the door. The only person I w
TRISTANAs we walked near the jet, I saw my flower looking at it with wide eyes."When did you buy a private plane?", she asked making a cute confused face.During our marriage, my business was well established but not rich enough for me that I could afford a private jet."During the time when we were apart, I was able to buy 3 private planes. Today I am the top business tycoon in the world, my sweet.", I answered taking pride in my achievements.I looked at Iris to see her simply nod her head.I sighed.It will take alot more work as she has never been a materialistic person."Lets go.", I softly said.I tried moving my hand towards her small back but before I could touch her she eyed me with a look ‘what on Earth are you doing'.Thus I was forced to retreat my hand with a heavy hea
IRISIt hurts.My chest hurts.I was mentally screaming this thing in my head for a while now.After my sobs subdued and I created my distance from Tristan which neither he liked for his own reasons nor I liked due to the lack of warmth and soon a strong wave of pain enwrapped my chest.Maybe my poor heart didn't actually appreciated my crying and for all of this I completely blame those paparazzi.Like uninvited guest, they showed up at the airport and bombarded us with their questions. Some of their questions made me question already my self doubted dignity. In simple words, though it was my first encounter with them but I already hate them.Soon a pair of closed golden gates came in view. Beyond those gates, stood a mansion proudly. The mansion screamed luxury and money.As the car came in front of the gates, the gates
IRIS"IRIS!"I could hear someone yelling my name but I was too exhausted to pay attention. My knuckles were bleeding, my legs were hurting and the cold water was making my numb body hurt as if thousand of thorns were pricking my skin and making way to my broken soul.I felt two warn hands holding my shoulders. Not again, I have no energy to fight any one. That person gently dragged me out of the cold shower as my legs gave up and I fell on the ground. I could fell movement next to me as next thing I know was hot breathes torturing the cold nape of my neck.I looked up in his deep blue eyes which were skimming through my soul. I could see so many emotions in those devilish blue eyes that I was forced to turn my head.But soon his long fingers came down my chin as I was forced to look in his eyes. Tristan's face held pain and guilt."Why?", Tristan asked in
IRISI got out of the shower and wrapped the fluffy pick towel around my petite body. I rushed to the walk in closet and dressed in a random hoodie with boyfriend jeans.I left my hair to dry naturally while I applied a moisturizer to my face. One thing I hated while growing up was using blow dryer, nothing personal but just the thought of using it never settled well with me.I was about to leave the room when a thought entered my mind. I should take medicines. Ideally I shouldn't have bothered about taking them I just don't want to create a scene down after listening to Tristan. So it was best I take my medicines.I went back to the closet where my duffle bag was kept in the bottom right shelf. I dragged it out and opened it to find a small container consisting of my medicines. I have enough medicines to last me two weeks but after that I need to buy them.I took out the
THIRD PERSONIt has been one week since Iris decided to give Tristan the silent treatment.One o'clock is exactly the time of the night. The silence in the air was peaceful. No chirping of birds, no honking of cars and no pedestrian walking on the streets.But the petite woman on the bed was shaking with fear. As she relived the moment which became the cause for all her regrets and pain. The day she encountered the monsters, in the dress of normal beings ready to plague her life.Iris rubbed her hand as cold wind slapped her bare face. Her cheeks and and nose was now a beautiful shade of pink with a hint of red. She was making her way back to her home.Two weeks.It has been two weeks after the divorce. Till day whenever she thought about Tristan it hurt and she could feel herself breaking. But still, life has to move on.
IRISI groaned as the light seeped in my room. How do I explain these sun rays that I am not a morning person. I stuffed my head deeper in the pillow and started counting,One sheep..two sheep..three sheepI was too busy in trying to concentrate. That I didn't hear the knock on the front door. Maybe no one wants me to sleep today."Coming.", I said softly but how frustrated I was.One of the maid whom I didn't know was standing patiently on my door."Good afternoon madam. It's already one o'clock and sir is requesting you to eat something.As soon as the word sir left her mouth, the incident of last night came back haunting me."I will be there in half an hour.", I whispered as I was too lost in my thoughts.Saying this I closed the door. I sighed and sat back on my fluffy bed.It's been o
IRISThe kiss was not soft and passionate rather it was rough and was dominated by Tristan.Why was I kissing him back? I have no answer to this question. But this kiss was answering all the unheard and asked questions.We both were pouring in all our emotions. The emotions that dominated his side was betrayal and the emotion that dominated my side was pain. Immense pain!The kiss was raw and hard but still there were the fire works. His hands roamed my body and shockingly I didn't feel disgusted. My had tightly grip his hair as if I was worried he would disappear.None of us needed oxygen at that moment. We were each other's oxygen.Suddenly Tristan bit my lower lip drawing some blood and a moan escaped my mouth. My back arched and I could not deny I was completely aroused by that moment. Our eyes met ones and I could see even his eyes were clouded with l