Ivanna I still remember the day of dad's demise. I was sitting outside the graveyard the whole day. Mom tried her best to take me home but I didn't take a step forward to go. She had to leave me there since few bad people were vacating my home. That moment, the 16 years old boy came and sat beside me, heard me crying, gave me his shoulder to cry on and promised to me that he would be there for me and mom always, the way we were for him. He was Christian. I buried my head into his arms, finding the peace. Though we don't know the exact time when we fall in love, I always believed it was the day when I felt something deep for him. Maybe, it was love which kept growing between us over the years. And today I'm promising to myself I'll be there for him forever, no matter whatever the situation is. The way he loved me, handled me, supported me, I'll try my best to match it. 

IvannaOne of the most expensive restaurants in Washington. That’s where we stepped out of the car. I find no one around the place as I roll my eyes."This guy has some serious disorder of showing off", I shrug."There's no problem to let everyone see your success. No?", Christian tells me as I pass him a blank look."Will you please stop defending him all the time?", I shoot him a glare, trying to find the entrance."I'm not defending him. But you can't reckon him like us. He is completely different, good or bad. You need to accept that. And obviously, we shouldn't care how he is until he is not related to our personal life", he smiles at me.I must admit he knows how to handle every delicate moment. The way he tolerated all the turmoil happening in his life for a year is unimaginable. He dealt with the situation alone and didn't give me a chance to sense

Ivanna  I am waiting for him, sitting beside the pool. It's been ten minutes he left the poolside. Waiting for him has never been quite easy for me. I've had gone through enough of this. Just a month ago I used to wait for the weekend like hell to see him. Now, it has become impossible for me to stay away from him after our frequent meetings. Dling! A wave of guitar strikes into my ears as I look back, widening my lips in excitement. Christian walks towards me, holding the wooden guitar, passing a warm smile. He releases a beautiful tune while stepping close to me. I immediately get up from the chair and stroll close to him. We share an inch of gap between us, sensing each other's whiff, bumping our gazes. He parts his lips to sing the song.  

Adavan "What?", I roar. My voice bangs against the walls around me. I feel myself heated up with anger. What the fuck they are doing in a room? "W..what..happened, sir?", he stammers. "Did I tell you to give them a room?", I yell at him, completely losing my temper.  "I'm sorry, Sir. I...", before he could speak I yell at him again and slam my phone against the wall. That asshole, Christian. I wanna cuss his ass and cut him into pieces. He is crossing his limits now. And I'll fucking show him his place. My body shivers in outrage, wondering if they are fucking each other.  I rush out of my room, trotting towards the gate. In no time, I pick out my car and drive towards the resort. I curse myself for leaving both of them

  Christian My face aches severely as I fall. For a minute, my body gets numb and I can't understand what is exactly happening to me. The pain is increasing with every passing second. It must be bleeding but I can't figure out anything. While struggling to get up, I open my eyes and discover a few legs in front of me, all I can see due to the headlights. "Who...who are..", I struggle to utter but my nerves were not supporting me. I can taste my blood, dripping down from my face. "..are you...", I complete my line as I feel drastic pain on my back. One of those men had crashed his boot on my back. I whimper in pain, trying to get up.  In the meantime, my body becomes lighter. He may have shoved their boot