Zacharias Ivanov in third person P.O.V
"Fuck! Artyon, I don't know what to do so that she gets freedom from her nightmares and panic attacks. That swine had successfully managed in giving her a deep wound, that have turned into her worst nightmares." The most infuriating thing is, the nightmares she is suffering are, fucking bits from her past. Zacharias groaned enraged, thinking about the pain his wife was going through, as he raked his fingers through his hairs tugging at them frustratingly.
It had been a week, since he had bought his bride back to New York. Instead of bringing her to the manor, he had thought of bringing her to one of his secluded ocean side villas, so that he would be able to spend some time with his newly wedded wife. But to his luck, the work load increased due to his sudden visit to India. He had cancelled a lot of important meetings, cause claiming his angel was more important than anything else to him at that moment.
Besides, he was also planning a wedding a surprise wedding for his family. He wanted his family to witness his wedding. Had it not been for those bizarre circumstances, he would have never married without his family.
To top it all, these shitty workloads were not at all helping him, leading him to dig his head in those paper files and documents. The only time he spent with her were at nights. He would sneak beside her on the bed when she was fast asleep, holding her in his arms and would wake up before her. She never knew that they always slept together.
Zacharias would see her cry everyday, ripping his heart out, with her every single tear.
Forcing her to talk to her parents was a bad idea. He thought, she would be happy to get back her bracelet he had kept for her on the dresser in the morning. Her father had handed it to him before leaving. But, every single fucking thing backfired.
She cried reminiscing the memories, and he felt as if he had rubbed a heap of salt on her wounds, when he forced her to talk to her family. That broke the thin string that she was holding onto, unconsciously triggering the incident at the wedding, making her fall into endless pit of horrible nightmares. Zacharias was busy going through his files in his office, when he heard her screams. He quickly diverted his attention to the screen to see her screaming and writhing on the bed.
Zacharias sprinted out of his office towards their bedroom. He quickly took her in his arms rocking her back and forth trying to assure her that she was safe and no one is going to harm her, while whispering sweet nothings in her ear. It was after what felt like five to ten minutes, when her screaming and writhing stopped and she went back to sleep but not before making him promise that he won't ever leave her. His heart leaped in joy as he heard her saying never to leave her. One thing was sure, though subconsciously, she trusted him and felt herself safe with him.
Adiva snuggled more into his chest, clinging onto him, afraid that he would leave her. Zacharias slept beside her, holding her tightly in his arms, caressing her small back while gently stroking her soft hairs with his long fingers.
Zacharias didn't realized when he fell asleep beside her. It was something 1:30 in the afternoon when he woke up to see his angel sleeping peacefully in his arms. He couldn't help but admire her beauty, as he caressed her soft cheeks. He stopped when he saw her stirring in her sleep. He quickly got up and left the room, meanwhile summoning Artyon to meet him at his office.
Zacharias looked at Artyon to find him engaged in deep thoughts. "Are you gonna say something or no?" He asked, aggravatingly.
"Why don't you bring her back to the manor Zach? Look, listen to me intently and try to understand what I'm saying, before reaching to the conclusion. Zach, she is alone here in this big villa. She has no one to talk except Maisie. And if we talk about you, she is already too scared of you. Her thoughts run back to her family whenever she is alone. If you bring her back to the manor, she will be happy to see Khristina and Anastasia and she is already fond of kids too. This will help her in diverting her mind as they will keep her occupied making her to automatically think less about her pain. Are you getting me?" Artyon spoke, looking into his eyes, trying to know what was going on in his mind.
"I am getting you. But we have still kept this whole marriage thing hidden from them."
"I know Zach, why don't you talk to Ana? Talk to her, explain her everything. At least free me from this burden of hiding such a big thing from her. Common man, or else she surely will make me sleep on the couch." Artyon tried to lighten up his mood.
Zacharias just kept looking at him before replying, "I'll think about it." Artyon nodded his head patting his knee.
The following night, when Zacharias retired for the night, he saw his wife frowning in sleep, forming crease lines on her forehead. He quickly changed his clothes, all the time keeping an eye on her and dropped himself on the bed, engulfing her in his arms. He felt her body relaxing to his touch, as soon as he took her in his arms.
'I guess it's time to take her back to the manor.' He fell asleep with that thought in mind, holding his angel in his arms.
Next day Zacharias drove to one of the branches of Ivanov's corporation. Anastasia was the Ceo of the cosmetics, accessories and clothing line department. She herself was a renowned fashion designer of New York.
He quickly parked his car and entered the building, heading towards her floor. Her secretary quickly stood up, and bowed in respect, as soon as her eyes landed on him.
Zacharias ignored her and knocked on his sister's office door, before entering her cabin. He found her engrossed with her designs on her laptop, but soon her eyes diverted in his direction.
"What a pleasant surprise my dear brother." She smiled, getting up from her chair and embraced him. "And why didn't you returned back to the manor, its been almost a week since you are back from your business trip. Instead, I heard that, you were staying at your villa. I was about to show up when Artyon forced me not to, giving me an excuse about, how you are caught up in some serious business deals and you were expecting privacy and bullshit." She complained, breaking the hug and waving her hands as she spoke.
"It's true that I was busy, but there is also something else you need to know."
"Okay.....And what is that?"
"I got married." Zacharias spoke in his calm voice.
"What?" She screeched. "Come again? Did I hear you right?" She asked, trying to believe that she was hearing things or either her brother was trying to play with her.
"You heard it." Zacharias replied calmly.
"Who?" She asked, gritting her teeth, trying to control her building inferno of rage. She couldn't believe her ears. She never thought her brother would give her the biggest shock of her life.
"Adiva"
"What the actual fuck Zach? How could you do this? And Adiva? Seriously?" She bellowed, raking her fingers through her hairs.
Zacharias narrowed his eyes, as he asked, "Why? You got a problem with her being my wife?"
"God! No Zach. Instead, we always wanted her to be your wife since we met her. But we never thought, that was ever possible considering our differences. We never thought you were that serious about her....And before you complain, we also know that you were never interested in any of those girls out there. Heck we even thought you were a gay, until you explained after our much persistence, that you're not interested in wasting your time on some random sluts and that you wanted to wait for someone special.... And out of all what I said, you only picked this sentence?" She gave him an irritating look. "I want answers now." She demanded.
"I think that's the reason why I am here sister."
"Don't you dare play cool Zach. Answer me now!"
"You need to sit down for that." Zacharias said, making her sit on the couch while taking a seat adjacent to her.
Zacharias explained her everything from the start, from when he got a call from his informant about Adiva's marriage to everything that took place during the wedding. Of course, he skipped the whole part about his wife's past. That was only for him to know. After about half an hour, he saw his sister's shocked face when he ended giving her an explanation.
"Goodness Jesus! How...how is she now?"
"How do you think she might be?"
"Yeah right. So....What's your plan?"
"Well...I'll be getting her back to the manor by the evening. Maybe, if she is among all our family, it might help her in diverting her mind. Don't tell Khristina anything about our arrival."
"Hmm" She hummed in response, her mind diverted towards something else.
"What is it Ana?" Zach inquired, and found her beholding herself from speaking something.
"Anastasia" He called again.
"Zach, I know the circumstances in which you got married to her. But, you also have to understand that, me and Khristina had so many plans for your wedding. You know, this was our dream, to see you getting married. But, now I think it will always remain our dream."
"How could you ever think that you won't be able to see me getting married?"
"What? What do you mean? Aren't you already married?" She knitted her eyebrows in confusion.
Zacharias smirked at her, "Well, I can always have another one."
"Don't talk in riddles Zach. Explain me properly."
"Why do you think you all were not allowed to go in the backyard of the manor?"
Anastasia looked at him confounded, "What are you..." She stopped mid sentence, as sudden realization dawned on her. "Oh my freaking Jesus! That means, those are the preparations for your wedding?" He just nodded his head.
"Thank you so much Zach. That means so much to us." She hugged him happily.
"I wanted my family too, to witness my wedding. That was one of the reason for my busy schedule."
"When is the wedding?" She asked excitingly.
"This Saturday."
"What? Zach, how are we gonna manage our dresses in such a short time? I don't even have my wedding collection now. And what about Adiva? God Zach, sometimes, I really don't understand you. Why do you always have to do everything in your own twiddling ways?" Anastasia was infuriated.
"That's me for you all." He answered cockily. "....And about the dresses, you don't have to worry about that, everything is taken care of....You all have to just enjoy the wedding."
"And what about her parents?"
"They will be reaching New York by tomorrow and that's a surprise for her."
"Wow....I never thought you would be this caring towards some girl other than your sisters.....You love her. Don't you?"
Zacharias stilled, but quickly camouflaged his demeanor, getting up from the couch. "Be ready, we will be reaching the manor by 5." He diverted the topic and walked towards the door, but not before seeing a mischievous grin forming on his sister's lips.
Zacharias got in his car, eager to reach back to the villa. As he drove the car, his mind wondered back to the kiss he shared with his wife last night. He never thought threatening her with Maisie would really make her oblige for the kiss. He would never fire Maisie though, but the threat really worked in his favor. Her compassion and love for the people and her selfless attitude made him fall for her more. And as soon as she approved him for the kiss, he quickly pounced on her grabbing the opportunity. Her lips were as soft as an ice cream and tasted the sweetest of all. He wanted to enter her mouth and taste her, but as stubborn as she was, she sealed her lips tight not giving him an access to her mouth.
Zacharias did the only thing he wanted, he moved his hand upwards and groped her breast. 'Fuck they are so soft and perfect for in my palms. I can't wait to suckle on them.' He pinched her nipple earning a gasp from her providing an access to his mouth. As soon as he delved his tongue into her mouth, and tasted the first drop of heavenly drink within her, Zacharias felt as if he had entered the heavens. Her mouth was filled with the ambrosia of heavens, that he could never get tired of drinking her. The most beautiful sweetness that he had ever tasted in his life. She tasted like the most sweetest of nectar in the whole world.
The drink in her mouth was so pure, delicious and innocent. It drove him to the edge of sanity from which he never desired to return from. She kept on pushing him, her muffled screams falling on his deaf ears, as he was too lost in the kiss to come back. 'Fuck! I can do this my whole life and never get tired of it.' He thought, and instead, pushed her back against the wall separating her legs, and settling in between them, his raging hard on rubbing against her core. 'Jesus! He so badly wanted to fuck her against this wall, the only obstruction were their clothes between them.' Zacharias found himself falling in the moment of euphoria.
After what felt like hours, he broke the kiss, when he realized her struggling to breath, and moved his head downwards on her neck and started nibbling and sucking on her soft tender flesh. He kept on rubbing his hardness against her while sucking and biting her neck leaving his mark and continued to grope her breast kneading under his palms.
'If only I could fucking have her now...' He was sure that she was already too wet for him now, ready for him to plunge deep inside her. But he knew too well, she was not yet ready for him, and he would never take against her will.
He heard her soft moans that felt music to his ears as he kept on grinding hard against her as she whimpered and moaned in pleasure. Zacharias realized that she was close and grinded harder making her fall apart in his arms within no time. Fucking Jesus Christ! She looked so painfully gorgeous. Her post orgasm glow was a sight to see, as when she fell apart on his chest, making him fucking come in his pants. That had never happened to him before. He looked down at her and saw her mouth slightly parted, as she struggled to catch her breath holding him for support, trying to regain her strength. He embraced her, while gently stroking her back, his breathing itself was ragged and rough. Squeezing his eyes shut he sniffed her addicting scent trying to gain his composure.Later, he picked her up in his arms walking towards the dining table.
Zacharias was eager to taste the dishes made by his wife. He made her feed him the food, forcing her to sit on his lap. And God! He must say, that was delicious. He must enunciate, his wife was an epitome of perfection. He couldn't describe the feeling that he was experiencing at that moment.
Later that night, he pretended to sleep taking her in his arms. He knew the moment he falls asleep, she will surely get out of his clutches. And true to his thoughts, he found her doing the same after about ten minutes. He remained silent, pretending as if he has fallen in deep sleep. If he wanted to, he could have forced her back but he waited for her to fall asleep, cause he was not at all in the mood of tug of war at that moment. He just wanted to sleep. When he was confirmed that she had fallen asleep after tossing and turning on the couch, he quickly got down the bed and gathered her sleeping form in his arms before bringing her back to bed. '
Stubborn girl!' He thought, as he laid her back beside him.
The continuous sound of horn behind him brought him back from his reverie of last nights memory. "Fuck!" He growled, and gripped the steering wheel tighter in his hands as he felt a raging arousal developing, his pants feeling like shackles over him. He drove the car and parked it on the side of the road, trying to clear the images of his bewitching wife. After another five minutes of composing himself, he drove back towards the villa.
When he reached back to the villa, he found Maisie working in the kitchen. "Where is she?" He probed.
"She is in her room Master."
"Okay, help her in packing the bags, we are leaving back for the manor by 3 in the afternoon."
Zacharias walked towards their bedroom, and opened the door to find her sitting in the balcony, with a book in her hands engrossed in her own world. He slowly reached towards her.
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