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When we reached his home the rain was splashing around us. We looked at the rain. We couldn't get out without getting wet. He could sent out his driver for an umbrella but I doubted he would do that.

"Let's make a dash", he suggested.

"Outrun the rain?", I asked with a smile.

"We can try", he said.

I nodded my head and got out. I got completely drenched. He put his coat over our heads to protect us. But it didn't do a thing the rain was falling over us heavily. We made a run towards the building. We were both wet. I looked at him and saw him genuinely pleased. Maybe it is the rain. It bought out pleasant memories or maybe it is me.

I have seen him happy very rare. His mother never got those rare smiles he bestowed upon me. We climbed the elevator which was empty. He held me close and I didn't deny him.

I could feel his heat radiating from his body. I blushed hard when he touched my ass not so subtly.

Once we reached the penthouse memories flooded me. We had shared our first kiss here. I had become drunk for the first time in his home. I doubted that someone will ever take his position in my heart.

Once we got inside he pushed the door open and started to kiss me. I stayed motionless at first. I thought I had forgotten how to kiss. But his lips were forcing my lips to respond. I tenderly kissed him back. He hugged me closed. He opened my mouth and pushed his tongue inside. I lapped at his tongue. Our tongues were doing a familiar tango. He lowered his lips to my throat and my sweet spot. I groaned when he sucked the skin there . It was a tender assault on my senses. I could hardly think. He cupped my beasts. I moaned my pleasure. His fingers started undoing my buttons. A flash of his image with Cara came before my eyes.

"I can't do this", I told him with a shiver. His eyes flared with anger. He moved away from me. I lost my balance for a second and caught myself on the door handle. I felt tears jerking on my eyes.

"What do you mean?", he asked me his voice tight. I knew he was trying to control his anger.

"I came here to convince you to let me go", I said my voice shaken.

"No. You came here to tempt me. You are nothing but a tease", he said angrily.

"I'm sorry but I'm not that kind of a girl you like to be with", I explained.

"What kind of a girl you are then?", he asked me.

"Normal girl who wants normal things", I told him. He looked at me anger burning in his eyes.

I wiped the tears escaping my eyes. He looked at it with contempt. I don't understand why he hates me.

"Wipe your eyes I'm not a bloody rapist", he told me.

"I never said you were", I told him.

"No you won't. Why would you when you could extort millions from me?", he asked.

"I will never do anything like that", I said.

"Then explain the game that you are playing with me", he said with force.

"I'm not playing any games. I'm afraid of getting hurt. I don't want to get hurt like in Dubai", I told him.

"I treated you much better than how you treated me back there. You left me without giving me any clue why? I shouldn't have pursued you again. I guess I deserve this", he said with a sneer.

"I left because I saw this", I said showing him my phone where it had a picture of Cara and him. Bi had sent me this in Dubai.

"So you fled from Dubai. I asked you to trust me but you couldn't. I'm very disgusted that you chose to believe this photo rather than asking me some sort of explanation", he told me.

"Are you going to deny it?", I asked him my voice quivered with tension.

"I'm not denying it. I did meet her there. She was a good friend much before we had a relationship. She asked me to not dump her right away. We had just started to see each other. If I broke up with her fast she may lose her image. The magazines will tarnish her ruthlessly branding her undesirable. She works in show biz they are selling her beauty and sex appeal. If I dumped now she could suffer losses. She begged me to let her end the relationship after she flies to France which is tomorrow via social media. You can check with her if you want", he told me.

Relief flooded me. He was never cheating on me. I was an idiot. I should have asked him before leaving. How I had wasted this much time pondering over nothing.

"I'm sorry", I told him.

"Why are you sorry?", he asked me.

"For not staying in and leaving you in Dubai", I told him.

"Why should I forgive you? I had told you before to trust me but you never do it. You are right about us. I think we should stop seeing each other", he told me.

I felt a sword piercing through my heart. I don't want to be right. I want him more than he wants me. But I have ruined my chance especially with him.

"Forgive me. I have hurt you. I want you",I told him.

"So that you can tease me again?", he asked me with a mocking smile.

"I never thought of teasing you. I know I made mistakes but I want another chance to make it right", I pleaded.

"I will consider it but I think you should go", he told me.

I was heartbroken. I stood there with half of my buttons open with a sad face. I want this broken but beautiful man. But he doesn't seem to want me anymore.

I turned away from him. I had lost him forever. I had made mistake and I should face the repercussions. I had stepped out and walked to the empty hallway wiping the tears.

"Wait", he called me. I looked at him hopefully. He walked towards me.

"I will accept your apology but give me a blow job right now. I looked at him shocked not believing his words.

" Right now? But we are in the hallway anyone could come here any moment ", I told him horrified.

" I live here and I don't give a fuck. Then why should you? If you really mean then prove how much you want me", he told me.