Justin turns around with reluctance instantly not wishing to see her naked chest. "Is this what you think about me?" He spoke dismayed still with his back facing her, rushes to the study and throws a file on the table from the bunch he was holding.

He takes two steps forward and buttons back her shirt. "This is my life insurance policy." He points to the folder on the table. "In case something happens to me, all the money will go to you." He opens the next pamplet and brings out another document. "This is my will. You're the nominee for it. All my estates, buildings and properties belong to you after my death."

Freya goes thunder bolted with each of his revelations. "These are the papers of the new house, our new home where our children will be born and grown. I bought it a week ago and wanted to gift it to you as a surprise. I made it in your name. But you...." He shook his head looking down at her in remorse.

Does he dream of a family with me? Freya was still under the trance. Another stack of papers flew on her face. "These are the car registration documents. When you go to your college I wanted you to start traveling in your brand new car. Here are the keys." He places them on the table.

"If my feeling for you was only lust then Ms Freya Stiller, I wouldn't have done so many things for you." He meet her eyes with regret and walked away from the room leaving her under the crash.

Will Freya Stiller and Justin Cooper hear the voices of their heart and accept their feelings for each other?

or

They continue to stay arrogant,  stubborn and difficult with each other? 

"Justin Cooper now I understand you quite well. The only thing you do whenever you encounter a problem is run away from it." Justin hissed and the next second he was in front of her like a hungry predator holding her neck so tight that it was choking the air out of her body. "Damn it! If I was a man to run away from my problems then I wouldn't have kept you in my house and agreed to marry you."

Freya looked at Justin staggered. "Am I problem to you? What harm did I cause you that you are so angry upon me?"

Justin's grip on her neck loosens followed in the trance by her words and Freya continued to speak staring at him. "I do not even know you before my father met you, how can I harm you in a way you could be so incandescent towards me?"

Freya sniffed wiping her tears and then her orbs instantly went gleaming going tetchy. "You are a man with no morals Justin Cooper. I can smell a woman's perfume on your shirt." She spat the words with venom.  "I'm not a kindergarten student who will fall for your inspirational speeches. Do not think I'm innocent and I will not understand the meaning of a woman's scent on man's shirt. So stop acting the hero of my life. I do not need your help or your pity."

Justin held both her arms tight in his hand like a mammoth but with gentleness reflecting in his orbs. "What do you understand about the meaning of a woman's scent on man's shirt?" His voice was soft as though he was kissing her with his words.

He trailed up his Gray pools to her forehead  from her eyes as he fixes a strand of her hair falling on the face behind her ear. "Sometimes what you believe is not the truth." Freya tried to pull her hands away from his grip but the hold was too firm for her to escape.

"Why do you keep irritating me with your non-stop chatter?" His voice was as tender as the smooch of a wave to the feet. Those eyes were over flowing with love as he looks down at her fixing his steel Grays on her turquoise irises. Justin fondles the soft cheeks of Freya with his right hand while he holds her arms in his left. "Leave me." Freya yelled trying her best to get rid of his iron grip that was yet held with care.

Justin patted his cheek with his forefinger signing Freya to kiss him. "If you give me what I want, I give you what you want." Freya bites her lip, bends forward and pecks his cheek winning a charismatic smile from him.

Justin collects the long flowing curls of Freya in his fist, tilts her head and laid a soft kiss on her cheek. The moment his lips touch her skin there was fire of desire burning the place where he touched her, butterflies danced in her gut and an immediate wetness ushered between her legs. Freya control, it is just a kiss on your cheek. 

"I went to my parents house before coming here and my mother hugged me before I left giving me a goodnight kiss." Justin tells Freya with a wink and walks away suddenly leaving her once again at the door. Her orbs trickled tears at the sudden loss of his warmth to her skin. "I hate you." She yelled to him from behind. "I know, I see it in your optics." He called with a chuckle and disappeared into his car.

The night and the next he did not return home but this time Freya did not wait for him or rather ordained herself not to wait for him and failed miserable. She mindlessly shifts the television channels at twelve in the night with an irresistible temper.

She called her hospital the next day to re-appoint her. Freya lied that somebody played a sick joke upon her but the hospital denied her application. "This idiot ass doesn't allow me to work or rest at piece at home." Freya muttered with irritation watching and waiting for the entrance door to click open.