Iris' Pov

"The end." I conclude softly, closing the book I've been reading to all the kids and Grace.

A sweet smile settles on my lips at the scene before me, everyone lay fast asleep looking absolutely adorable, placing the book on the twin's nightstand I press a kiss to each head.

Out of the room quietly I go, closing door and heading towards the hallway, then further down into the orphanage's bathroom. I flip the light switch and slink inside, doing my business.

Turning the tap on and washing my hands under the flow of water, I splash some of cold liquid on to my face before lifting my head upwards and looking intently at my reflection.

The woman I see is happy, she has new laugh lines at the corner of her lips. Her dull brown eyes shining brighter than they did 5 months ago. The woman smiles back at me.

I dry my face and exit the bathroom, careful not to step on a damn lego cause God knows those things were like evil little torture devices.

I'm not even being over dramatic when I say once I stepped on one and it was like my life flashed before my eyes.

Plopping down onto the couch with a sigh I stretch wide with a yawn, I'm exhausted and can do with a little power nap, I hadn't been getting the full 8 hours lately for obvious reasons, that obvious reason is handsome, a billionaire and smells heavenly. Closing my eyes, I feel sleep start to take its effect.

"Iris." someone whispers interrupting my nap, cracking an eye open I see my Auburn sweetheart, James, standing above me.

Humming at him, I flash him a lazy smile. "Yes."

"Can we talk?" He says sounding desperate, opening my eyes fully I sit up looking over at the teen who seems to be very troubled.

"I'm all ears." I respond, shooting him my biggest most reassuring smiles."You can talk to me about anything Jamesy-Bob."

"I know." He mumbles so quietly.

"Look, Iris I think I'm...." He trails off looking anywhere but at me, the ending of his sentence so quiet I don't hear it.

I pat the seat next to me and smile when he sits down, resting my head on the ginger's shoulder, I attempt to make him feel better. "James-"

"I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU." He shouts, flying off the couch and leaving me stunned.

So very stunned.

"I know I shouldn't be in love with you but I just can't help it. I've tried to get over it but, but I just can't it's like I can't get you out my mind."

At this point he's standing and pacing the room while I just sit there speechless just listening to his ranting and confessions.

"I see you in my dreams and I see you when I close my eyes. God dammit I'm madly in love with you, Iris." He mumbles getting down on his knees in front of me, his hands coming up to cradle my face.

"James what are you-"

My sentence is left to die in my throat as James kisses me, instantly I recoil pulling away from him.

I don't miss it though, the look of hurt on his face, despite that I distance myself.

"I'm sorry James but I-I-I don't feel the same way." I state, stuttering and shaking my head.

"I know that." He says dejectedly getting to his feet.

The way he hangs his head makes my heart pain for the boy and so I reach out to touch him, to console him when my phone rings, sighing I reach for that instead.

Sliding the green phone icon I press my phone to my ear waiting for the person to speak.

"Iris." Luca husky voice vibrates through the phone.

I sigh. "Look, Luca I can't talk right now I'm a bit...busy." I say glancing to the side at James, who looks very, very pissed off.

"Why what's goi-" He's cut off by James ripping my phone from my hand leaving me shocked, his face as red as his hair. He places the phone to his ear clenching it hard almost like he might break it.

"You don't deserve Iris, you no good asshole. You'll never deserve her." He growls in to the phone, then promptly hanging up on Luca.

"What the hell?!?" I exclaim equally as pissed off.

However I am ignored by James as he walks past me, shooting up from the couch I shout at him yet still he ignores me, he makes his way over to the window and he opens it which causes me to pause, eyes wide.

No, he wouldn't!

Before I can stop him, James throws my phone out the fucking window. Rushing to the window I watch as my phone clatters to the ground and for sure I know it's damaged.

At first I was pissed but now I'm fucking raging.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" I shout, quite ready to tear my hair out. "James, that was my fucking phone. Do you have any idea how important that is to me...James!.....James!"

James holds my hands and pulls me to his chest, kissing the top of my head. I squirm trying to get out of his grip, breathing hard I curse loudly at him.

"James Marcus Dowe, you let me go right this minute." I hiss seething, my words laced with venom. "Or I swear I will....revoke your tv for two months."

James sighs and his arms unfurl from around me, turning on his heel he walks away.

What the hell is happening?

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"Oh my god, I can't believe he did that." Lila screeches once again, I had managed to find one of my old Samsung phones in my office and I'm currently using it as a substitute.

"Neither can I and I'm still pretty pissed about it too." I sigh grabbing my bag from my car.

"The poor kid." She sympathizes as I stroll into the mall.

"I feel bad, I mean maybe I could have talked to him...you know dealt with the situation better, If only he hadn't gone completely bonkers." I roll my eyes with a sigh.

"Mmm, well you couldn't have helped it. Anywho I uh... wanted to ask since you know barely bring it up...how's the plan going?" She inquires

sounding generally interested in the latter bit.

I bite my lip. "Its well...uh...kinda no longer in place."

"What!" She bellows.

"He and I called a truce."

"A truce?" She repeats bitterly as if the word was repulsive, like acid on her tongue or something

I stroll into the Apple Store walking around. I glance about looking for a phone that catches my eye.

"You said you hated him, you said he was an asshole, when.....how....what.....it's because your fucking him isn't it." She blows up, sneering at me malicously.

"No it's because he's not as bad as I thought. He's funny and sweet and caring." I elaborate running my hand through my hair in exasperation.

"Bullshit Iris, you're falling in love with him. He's winning and you're letting him." She retorts and I can see she has a judgemental look in those green eyes.

"It's not about the game anymore, Lila." I want to scream but I can't since I don't want to attract a crowd, so instead I say it softly, my annoyance and irritation clear. "And if I'm falling for Luca, it's none of your damn business. Thank you for your help but I don't need it anymore, I've got it from here."

I end the call with a heavy sigh, going up to the counter I signal for a sales person.

"Hi." I greet. "What's the newest IPhone model do you have?"

"The IPhone X."

"Great, I'll take that."

After I've paid for my new phone and had it set up, I leave the mall going out to my car. I get in resting my head against the steering wheel feeling utterly drained, shaking my head I start the car listening to it purr to life.

Driving out of the parking lot, I drive unto the highway and decide to pay Luca a little visit. I drive to Donario Enterprises, my fingers tapping on the steering wheel as I mouth the words to the song that are currently blasting in my car.

I pull off the highway, parking my car in the space provided and exit my car. I glance up at the beautiful glimmering building, mentally awing at the glass that shimmered like diamonds.

Gosh was it beautiful both inside and out.

I stroll towards the front doors, smiling at the security guards posted outside making my way into the lobby, towards the elevator.

I notice how everyone stops to look at me rather straight on or stealthily it's if I'm a foreign entity.

Or maybe it's because you're Luca Donario's wife, dumbass.

Nibbling on my lower lip, I enter the private elevator, as the doors close I notice the soft piano music playing, it's totally Luca.

Riding the elevator to the top floor, Luca's floor. I get out once the immaculate gold doors open. Smiling hello at the glowering P.A, Riley. I throw Luca's grand doors open and stroll in like I'm a model on a catwalk.

"Guess who came to visit?" I announce, a smile settling on my lips as he raises his head slowly from his computer a playful look in those beautiful hazel eyes.

"I was wondering what woman would just waltz into my damn office like she owned the place, only you tesoro." His kissable pink lips quirking up into that sexy smirk of his, leaning back in his chair I can feel the power exuding off him. "I've been calling you. I was worried."

I blush at his admittance of worrying about me. "I know, I got all your messages but I had to buy a new phone...James threw my old one out the window and well, it unfortunately did not survive the fall." I answer going over and sitting on his desk.

I notice how Luca grits his teeth in annoyance at the mention of James' name, running his hand through his hair as he looks up at me.

God, he's sexy when he's mad.

"I really don't like that kid." He mutters, his hazel orbs shining with irritation and possessiveness. "I hate the way he looks at what's mine...it's quite frustrating."

"Oh, so I'm yours now?" I question in mock disbelief, a sly smile on my face.

"Damn right you are, that boy can never do what I can do to you." He growls, his voice low and heavy with lust as he stands between my parted legs.

"There's no competition." I whisper, reaching up and looping my arms around his neck.

"Good." He whispers back, his face close to mine.

His lips brush mine, he's teasing and it's infuriating. Making the first move I press my lips against his, tilting his head to the side, he drags me closer with his hands that have settled on my hips so that I'm also at the edge of his desk.

The kiss that started out slow and gentle suddenly turns into a kiss that is fiery, hot, passionate and demanding. I'm clinging to him, melting into his warm muscular body.

The caress of his lips are so warm and I feel as if I'm floating in paradise with him. I open my mouth in a low moan and he takes it as his chance to delve his tongue into my mouth, exploring it.

Fuck.

His hands have found my top and his pulling at the buttons, threatening to burst it open. He pulls away and I whimper in protest. Kissing his way down my collar bone, I notice how these kisses are faint and ticklish.

Luca steps closer, closing whatever space we had left, he presses his hardness against me and I giggle, grinding my hips on to him loving the way he groans low in my ear.

"Hey, Luca I think I may have left someth-" a familiar male's voice interrupts.

Looking over my shoulder reluctantly, a small gasp escapes my lips as I face our witness.

Oh fuck no.

"Iris?"

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