Ivanna Mom is watching television after we finished dinner. I'm sitting beside her, looking at the television set without any attention. My mind is being loaded with tons of thoughts with every passing second. I wonder if I did a mistake by leaving my job. Though Adavan didn't come across me at the classes today, I didn't feel like to be anywhere near him. The whole day passed, but I'm still trying to forget that bitter experience. His words are still pinching my ears, making me regret on my decision. "Will you open the door?", mom jerks me as I come out of my thoughts. "W..what?", I mumble, moving a bit on the couch. "Didn't you hear? Someone is on the door", she says, leaving the remote beside me. "Anyway, you sit here. I'll check"

Adavan "Your black tea", Martha places the tray on the table next to me. I don't respond to her as she says again. "Master, your tea" Despite hearing her I don't answer back this time also. I'm looking outside through the glass panel, thinking about my old days. She waits for a few minutes to hear something from me. Then turns to go. "My mother was your friend, right?", I finally ask her, glueing my eyes at the view outside. "Yes", she smiles, turning back to me. "But why are you suddenly asking this? You don't like to talk about all this" "I felt like to know", I mumble. "Didn't she ever tell you what was the reason? Why did she commit suicide?" 

Adavan I move the accelerator and drive faster in anger.  I was barely controlling myself while listening to their so-called fucking love story. How can a cheap naive guy like Christian satisfy her? She was acting as if she has gotten a prince charming. She doesn't know how it feels to be the woman of an Alpha Man. That's why she is fucking around that immature kid, Christian. I know why she is still sticking to him. Because he listens to her like a loyal dog. That's what she wants. However, she doesn't know the pleasure to be with a dominating man. This is what most of the girls want. Once she gets to know the pleasure of being with me, she will never think of that kid again.  I intentionally punctured the tire through Robert. I wanted to spend some time with Iva. I wanted to see her, hear her voice. But she fucked up everything. Her voice seemed to be ann

Ivanna Life completely changed after joining the piano sessions. At least it is not hectic like before. I didn't need to work overnight instead I could sleep properly. College was going good too. I had earned a weird kind of admiration from my classmates and even from teachers as according to them I am Adavan Gomez's love interest! What a joke! A guy who can't respect me can never have feelings for me. I tried to clear their misunderstanding several times. However, they didn't seem like to accept that. I stopped arguing and explaining. They ask me about my sessions and I always end up talking about how Christian helps me learn quickly every day. Maybe, I wanted to prove to them that I love Christian more than anything and they should stop talking rubbish about me, messing my name with Adavan. They seemed less interested to hear about my old love story. Nevertheless, I don't care if my story makes them yawn. I enjoy talking a

Ivanna He remains silent for a while, staring at me when I discover his lips trembling. He is hesitating to tell me and it's happening for the first time ever. I realize I'm being very rough with him and I shouldn't do that. He has been always understanding whatever the situation is. But I'm losing my temper when I should tackle this situation carefully. There must be some big reason. I don't let out anything further and cut another piece of the cake then I put it into my mouth. "That's true actually. I'm becoming a good cook", I can't talk properly as I fill mouth with the cake. He finally chuckles, looking at me and places his thumb on the corner of my lips. He lightly wipes off the icing and sucks his thumb. I feel my cheeks turning hot with his actions.