Ivanna "Thanks for your concern. But I think I'm that much capable to handle him and take good care of him", I shrug off. I can see the discomfort on Christian's face which clearly proves that he's also not willing to go there. "I'm not disgracing your capability, Iva", he mutters, lifting his eyebrows. "Ivanna", Christian interrupts, passing him a smile. "Her name is Ivanna" My jaw drops with his words. He never says a word against Adavan but now he is politely slamming him. I love this. I control my laughter, looking at him.  "I know that", Adavan looks a little unprepared for the situation. He had never imagined that Christian would fire back at him without even yelling and being disre

I smirk at her. I've told my men to open her knots from her legs and hands. It shouldn't trouble her fair skin. Her face has turned pale and she has thrived some pathetic dark circles.  "Please", she whimpers. "Let me go now", I can hardly hear her voice. She has been really weak after staying in this locked for a month. I grab her arm and yank her towards the door. "No, Avera. Not now", I shrug. "You'll get freed once I get my bird into my cage. Not before that" "I won't tell her anything", she hisses as I tightly clutch her hairs. "I don't trust you fucking girls", I yell. "Now, before Iva comes here, you should be away from here" 

Ivanna "Let me check", I nudge his hands from my waist and get up to see who is at the door. As I open the door I see a middle-aged man with a food cart. I've seen him before but never tried to know who he is. Obviously, he is one of the servants. "Good evening, ma'am. Master has sent some snacks for you. You must be hungry. And please let me know what Christian sir can eat so that I can prepare for him too", he says with a warm smile. But it kinda pisses me off. I look at the cart. There are some fancy pound cakes and a weird type of tea or coffee. I can't exactly figure out what that is. "First of all, please take this away. I don't eat any of them. And I'll prefer cooking Christian foods myself", I tell him. "And I'll be having the same food he wil

Ivanna It leaves me in surprise. I don't know how to react or what should I say. Finding it better to avoid, I strive to move towards my room. "Iva", he calls me as I turn to leave. I stand still for a while and then turn back to him. He has already finished the remaining piece. "Come here", he calls me, indicating with his hand. I hesitate to go to him. It's midnight and no one is around us. Moreover, I left Christian alone. "Do you want me to come there?", he again asks since I'm not stepping towards him. "No, that's...", I mumble and walk to the table. Coming near him, I look up. He points me to sit across him. "No, I don't wanna sit. Tell me what you wanna say", I mutter.

Christian Honestly, I had never been so pissed on Ivanna like this. She uttered all the rubbish things that I will never like to hear. I can't shout at her, I know she'll cry. But I need to clear some stuff before her now and fit all the facts in her tiny head. "I asked who said all the rubbish to you", my voice turns ruder since she doesn't answer me.  "I just asked", she stammers, lowering her head. "So you have so much spare time to think all this?", I shrug. "You think I was looking for someone? I was bored with you?" Her questions rip my heart off. How can she even think like this? I've never thought of another girl. I've devoted myself completely into her. After my parents, she and