“Iv, see what I got you?” Eiza shoved her hand inside the bag and took out the pant and shirt from it.
Ivan glared at her and yelled, “I am Ivan. Don’t call me Iv. And I don’t want those. I want Cia…”
“I told you she has gone to…”
“I know, have gone to bring the present for being a good boy and it will take time, have heard it hundred times,” Ivan retorted and walked away.
Recalling the day Eiza brought him the clothes, Ivan took the clothes out. He glanced at them and wore it.
He then walked to the mirror to check himself, but due to his small height, he was not able to see his reflection. So he climbed the bed and glanced at his reflection.
He then began to comb his hair. Eiza woke up and saw him getting ready. She smiled and slowly getting up whispered in his ear, “what are you d
