Alexander's POV ------+++++----With my heart racing, I ran behind Iris quickly. One minute she was in my arms and the other she wiggled out of my arms. And now she is in the middle of the road, giggling like a kid. And waving at people passing. She is not aware of how scared I am cars are passing by her and people are shouting. I went behind her and in no time caught her again between my arms. The grin on her face turned into a pout and at that very moment, I wanted nothing more than to stop the traffic and allow Iris to do whatever silly thing she wanted to. The smile on her face is worth everything. I would do whatever it takes to make her happy. Picking Iris in my arms, I placed her in the passenger seat, as she whined and I gave her one chiding look and she once again gave that cute pout of hers. Somewhere during the ride, Iris slept, and I was looking at her like a creep. Parking my car in the garage, I ran my thumb on the cheeks of sleeping Iris, and right th

Iris's POVZipping my multicolored playsuit and Putting my hair in a messy bun, I looked at myself in the mirror and pouted. I am getting fat.Do you know what, I will never appreciate Science unless it finds a way to remain fit, even after eating all the delicious weight-gaining food.I know you all must be thinking, why all of a sudden I am fussing about my weight?Well, when model looking woman parades around your husband, who by the way doesn't remember that he is married, and tries seducing him, your fussing is not sudden, it is only a matter of time before you realize that you are getting fat, especially when the dress you bought a week ago, doesn't fit you.I am sure all women can understand my sudden fuss, and if you don't, then you are naturally blessed with a fit body. Saddened by my obesity, I groaned, and falling on my bed, I started punching it. Feeling like screaming into the pillow. Dont act like a kid Iris. "Mommy?" Turning, I saw my adorable son, looking at me c

Alexander's POVTo date, I thought what I feel for Iris is just mear attraction, a deep kind of attraction, an attraction that made me crave her touch, her emotions, her smile, her tears, everything about her.But no.I was so fucking wrong it's not attraction. Hell naming it attraction will mean, I am demeaning my feelings.Because Iris Brooke is so much more to me. This thing I feel for her is so deep that, even I fall short of words to explain it.I agree, initially, when I met Iris, it was not her beauty that enchanted me, no it was this feeling as if I know her, her presence bought a kind of peace, that I never felt since I lost my memories. Not only that, whenever she is around I get these flashes, which I am sure are memories that I have forgotten. I don't know why this happens, but I get these flashes only when I am with her, but it is what it is.But all this was then, but now none of that matters because, over time, Iris has become a lot to me.I love her.Yes, I Alexa

Iris's POVBack then, when Xander was Alexander Russo, my sister's fiance and I started falling for him, I knew there was no future for him and me, I kept no hope for any of us.I just lived the moment, those small gestures that fluttered my heart, like a new flower blooming.I cherished those moments and emotions, like, how he would gaze at me longingly when he thought no one is looking at him. The haze his mere presence used to put me in. It was all that I used to live for. How he would clench his jaw and fist his palms, due to anger, when any male would try coming near to me.We were not together then, but still, his eyes claimed me.I was claimed by hisEyesConcernAngerJealousyPossessive nessWarmthCareLove And lastlyDevotion.We declared our love, not when the three magical words were uttered but, it was when he took my drunk self to his condo and hugged me under the shining moon, on his balcony.That moment I can never forget. It was divine as if our scattered letters

"Xander...xan...der..." "Mmm..." He hummed, placing shivering kisses all over my neck. I rolled my eyes, as he has become a lot too affectionate towards me. "St..op." How the hell am I supposed to protest, when he is awarding me with so much pleasure and happiness? I can not be fussy when I am getting, what I have been wishing for these last four years. "No." Like a kid, who is asked to cut short his play and study, Xander denies my request. His hands trailing lower from my neck, reaching my melons, he pinches my already hard nipples. He hummed as his lips skimmed further down my neck to collar bone. "Damn!!! I want to have you now." His thick voice, pooling with desire, send shivers of want all over my body." Hmm. " I hummed in pleasure. His hands are just like his, expert, as I don't even know when he unbuttoned my shirt, and now his warm hand is roaming all over my skin. Butterflies and tingles, are shuddering me, whereas the wetness between my thighs, and my lower swollen