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Playboy's Mistress = 82 = BORED
Author's POV" Who said that?" She asked savagely." Your tone is saying that you are worried for me," he said and she took a deep breath." To be honest, yes I am worried but not for your health, I am worried for my freedom. What if you die and I don't get my freedom back?" She asked." Your sentence broke my heart," he said and she giggled. " But still I am happy that you are worried for my health…. indirectly," He said and she smiled." Sleep Ivan," She murmured and he sighed in satisfaction. She noticed his breath, now he was breathing normally." Massage my head,baby," He said, she thought for a second and then started to draw some random pattern on his head." Your head hurts?" She asked." No, I am fine now," He said and she hummed before closing her eyes." Let's sleep, then," saying that she dri
Playboy's Mistress = 83 = PATHETIC
Ember's POV" It's not like that, Henna,"I laughed out loud, chopping an apple for Henna while sitting on the table near her bed." No, your hair is so good. I wish my hair were like you," She said, playing with my open hair and I giggled. Since morning she has only talked about my physical appearance." Why do you always say that you aren't pretty?" I asked and she smiled." Because it's true," She replied and I rolled my eyes." Shut up Henna, you are more beautiful than you think. Your eyes are just like Ivan, so hypnotizing, your body is just great, it's just that your bitchy husband didn't see the real beauty in you," I said to cheer her up but in the end she smiled painfully. You know she is depressed. Nowadays she has become an emotionless girl. It's been 3 days since our arrival in New York but still she hasn't smiled. It's like there is no soul in her." You are very cheerful, Ember. I am glad that my brother finally found you, " She said and I noticed something. Just like ye
Playboy's Mistress = 84 = BEG
Ember's POV He knows me ,he has known me for 1 year. I looked at my shaking hand which was holding a pic of mine, which was in his wallet. In this pic, I am playing with the water of the river. It's raining and this pic was taken from 45 meters away. So from here his obsession for me started, from here the desire to ruin me built up inside him. That's why he was in my house that night. That's why he used to say that I had snatched his peaceful sleep. But, This ain't giving him permission to do those cruel things with me. No, no, this is all stupid excuse. If he wanted me then he could have approached me gently, if he wanted to marry me then he could have proposed but he didn't. Oh how can I forget, I was POOR. That's why he chose to make my life a living hell, Made me a toy for his pleasure, and my family became just a thing in his revenge. The fire builds in my heart in which I just want to
Playboy's Mistress = 85 = FRUSTRATION
Author's POV" Please, I will do everything you will say. I wouldn't touch you, I wouldn't hurt you again," He mumbled looking at her with his tearful eyes and seeing his tears she felt more disgust." You have already hurt me Ivan, you have already done those things which you are saying that you wouldn't do again," She replied. " And stop your fake cry. Your tears disgust me," saying that she turned her head to the other side. He already knows that his plea,his cry wouldn't affect her but still his heart was saying to do everything to make her stop." Everyone left me, please you, don't leave me," He begged and she cried silently." This same happened to me, Ivan. I lost everything, every precious of my life just because of you and your stupid acts my papa died, my babies died just because of your revenge. You killed my soul because of your lust. So many times I said to you don't marry me, don't touch me but you never listened to mine. You did whatever you pleased. You neglected my t
Playboy's Mistress = 86 = SORRY
Author's POVThehe tic-tic sound of the wall clock is echoing in the bedroom, in which Ember is laying on the bed, staring at the roof of the room with her deadly gaze. Her legs were crossed, one arm was resting on the bed and the second was on her forehead. There are so many things going on in her mind. Her tears dried up on her face. In her ear her one sentence was echoing and that was:" Sometimes I do think why didn't your mother kill you? Why didn't she burn you instead of herself?!"She was angry. It is true, but now she is feeling very guilty for saying hurtful sentences to him. Yes, she knows that this is nothing in front of his acts but still she shouldn't have said that about his mother. She wiped her tears, and looked at the wall clock, it was 1 of midnight. She thought for some second and then she shook her head." Everyone said I killed her," His sobs echoed in her head and she closed her eyes, inhaling. She tried to sleep but sleep was nowhere in her eyes. The guilt was
Playboy's Mistress = 87 = CONDITION
Ivan's POV" First, Don't you dare touch me without my permission " I wrote as soon as she said this. Here I am in the kitchen, sitting on a chair with a copy and pen and she is standing near the counter, telling everything what she wants me to not do." Second, You will not hurt my baby brother in any way," No. How can I hurt him? He will be my main source to reach till her but if he will hurt her then I will absolutely lose my patience." Third, you will not interfere in my work," She said and I nodded my head." Fourth, We will treat each other as strangers in this house," I shot up my head. What does she mean by this? She isn't a stranger to me." Fifth, We will not share a bedroom together," She said and I raised my eyebrow. " What are you looking at me, these are the rules which I want you to follow when we are living together, " She said." But this is too much, we will treat each other as strangers and we will not share a bedroom, this is too much. I can't treat you as a stran
Playboy's Mistress = 88 = BOND
Author's POVIvan walked out of the bathroom in his sweatpants after taking shower. He found her staring at him with unknown emotions. He raised his eyebrow to ask what happened and she placed her feet on the floor, ready to go out of the bedroom to talk to him. He understood her gesture and walked out of the bedroom with a towel on his shoulder. She followed him silently, palms were already getting cold, being sweaty because of nervousness. He entered the kitchen." I have found an apartment to live in," She said but he didn't react." Good." He replied. She saw him taking out a frying pan and she walked to the refrigerator." I have cooked your food. Wait, I will heat it up," She murmured and Ivan moved back." Thanks, " he was purposely not talking to her because she had mentioned that she doesn't like to hear his voice." I looked for a job," She said softly and turned on the stove to heat his food." good," his response was this and this was very odd to her. Why isn't he talking
Playboy's Mistress = 89 = BIRTHDAY
Author's POV" How was your day, Eric?," Ember asked, chopping some vegetables and Eric giggled while playing with a potato." Awesome," Eric replied, remembering the time he spent with Ivan while playing video games and eating pizza, and burgers" Didn't you get bored?" She asked and Eric shook his head." No, I am thinking about spending my time here. Here it is so peaceful," hearing this, she looked at her baby brother. Why is he talking like this?" Now aren't you afraid of Ivan?" She asked and Eric shook his head." No, I am not afraid. He is cool," Eric replied and Ember giggled." What kind of black magic has he done to you that you are talking like this?" She asked and Eric chuckled." Nothing, it's just my inner instinct saying that he is a good man," he replied and that is when Ivan entered the kitchen." Ember, can I take your brother out with me?" He asked and Eric's eyes twinkled with happiness. He is now enjoying the company of Ivan." Where?" She asked." My club," he r
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