Shayna is up by six in the morning. She freshens up and makes her way to the gym. She starts off with stretching then continues on the treadmill. She practices with the boxing bag for half an hour before hitting the treadmill again.

Kabir rises around seven-thirty. He freshens up and makes his way down to the gym. He quietly opens the door and steps in. He is stunned by the view in front of him but keeps a poker face.

Shayna is running at what looks like nineteen-twenty miles per hour speed. She is drenched in sweat. The exposed parts of her abdomen are shining due to the thick coating of sweat on them. She is dressed in a grey sports bra and black workout leggings with running shoes. Her ponytail bounces up and down as she moves swiftly on the machine. She has AirPods in her ear, blocking out the rest of the world.

He starts working with the weights in the corner. Shayna gets off the treadmill and wipes it down. She does her post-workout stretch and gives an acknowledging nod to Kabir before leaving the room. Kabir continues his workout without giving much thought to their not-so-awkward encounter.

Shayna showers and changes into a formal suit. She makes her way downstairs to the kitchen where she makes a smoothie bowl for herself and Kabir. She leaves his in the refrigerator and quickly has hers. She cleans up the kitchen. Kabir steps out of the kitchen and the doorbell rings. Shayna opens the door and lets Aran in.

Aran: Good morning, Kabir!

Kabir: Morning.

They see Shayna standing there with her purse in her hand. She looks at the two males before shaking her head.

Shayna: I'll be out for the rest of the day, so don't attempt anything psychotic!

Aran: Me or him?

Shayna: Both!

Shayna: Help yourself with whatever you like!

She points towards the kitchen. She stands there for a few more seconds before walking towards the door. She leaves the penthouse and takes the elevator to the reception. She walks towards a black car. A male steps out of the driver's seat and greets her with a peck on the cheek.

Kiet: Good morning, beautiful!

Shayna: Morning, Mr. Wang.

She walks around the car and gets in the passenger seat. Kiet is greeted by the clink of the seatbelt in his car. He looks at her and she offers him a smile. He raises his brow.

Kiet: What makes you so cheerful this morning, love?

Shayna: Do I need a reason to smile?

Kiet: No! That's not what I meant. I just...

He sighs not being able to form a proper sentence.

Kiet: It's just... you look beautiful when you smile. You should do it more!

Shayna: Not working, Mr.Wang!

Kiet: Awww... that hurts my little heart.

He fakes pain as he puts his hand over his heart. Shayna rolls her eyes.

Kiet: Ok, let me ask you a different way. Did you find someone you love?

Shayna: What if I say, I did?

Kiet: That breaks my little heart!

Shayna: Aah, really? Then, I should really call one of your flings to help you out tonight!

Kiet: Why call when I have you right by my side, love?

Shayna: I don't believe in helping out or love.

Kiet: Why?

She simply shrugs.

Shayna: Not into the whole concept of love, relationships, and forever!

Kiet: Then, what are you into? Flings or one-night stands?

Shayna: Depends on the time and mood!

Kiet: You look like a person who believes in those old classic romantic movies, novels, and fairytales. Commitment, honesty, love, and all those things you would want to have a relationship with a person.

Shayna: Why would you think that?

Kiet: You look very innocent!

Shayna: Looks are deceiving, Mr. Wang! Be careful.

Kiet: Glad to hear that you are worried about me?

Shayna rolls her eyes at his statement.

Kiet: What do I get for showing you around today? I had to free up my schedule today!

Shayna: How about dinner on me tonight?

Kiet: I'm so blessed!

Shayna: Surely are, because you're the first and last person on the Earth I would ask out.

Kiet: Pinch me because this feels like a dream!

She pinches his cheek hard until he winces in pain. After a few minutes of casual and business talks, Kiet parks his car in front of a modern-sleek building. He gives her a tour of the headquarter building before showing her his other properties in Bangkok.

Around nine at night, he pulls into the parking lot of a posh restaurant in the heart of Bangkok. They take a seat at a table tucked away in the corner. From where they are sitting, they look over the entire city. They chat for a few minutes and order their appetizer and drinks.

Kiet: So, you got a tour of all the properties?

Shayna: Nope!

Kiet: What does that mean?

Shayna: You still haven't shown me your estate in the old Bangkok.

Kiet frown and Shayna raises her brow.

Kiet: I was really hoping you would ask for a tour of me!

Shayna: In your dream, Mr. Wang! And, I don't mix up my professional and personal relationships.

Kiet: Why?

Shayna: It complicates things and they get out of proportions! I don't like to be part of unnecessary drama.

Kiet: I agree with you on the drama part, but we can always give it a try!

He winks at her.

Shayna: I don't think so.

Her phone rings and her brows scrunched in confusion as she looks at the caller ID.

Shayna: Give me a second.

Kiet: Of course, love! Don't make me wait too long.

She nods before moving away from the table towards the back room. She answers the call but is pulled into a coat closet and her mouth is covered by a hand. She turns on the flashlight and gets a glimpse of that person. He locks the door and slowly removes his hand from her mouth.

Shayna: Khuṇ mā thả xarị thī̀ nī̀ (What the hell are you doing here?)

Person: C̄hạn mā phb khuṇ læa ch̀wy! (I came to meet you and help!)

Shayna: C̄hạn mị̀ t̂xngkār khwām ch̀wyh̄elụ̄x cāk khuṇ nı txn nī̂ læa khuṇ mị̀ s̄āmārt̄h t̄hūk mxng h̄ĕn dị̂ rxb tạw c̄hạn (I don't need your help as of now and you can't be fucking seen around me.)

Person: Xrạỵ s̄̀ng c̄hạn mā thī̀ nī̀ pheụ̄̀x k̄hxbkhuṇ (Aran sent me here so you better be grateful.)

Shayna: Xỳā h̄ı̂ xụ k̄hxbkhuṇ thī̀ c̄hạn! Khuṇ læa c̄hạn t̀āng k̆ rū̂ dī ẁā khuṇ mị̀ s̄āmārt̄h thả xarị dị̂ ley h̄āk mị̀mī c̄hạn khuṇ t̂xngkār c̄hạn mị̀chı̀ xỳāng xụ̄̀n! (Don't give me that grateful crap! You and I both know the fact that you can't do anything without me. You need me, not the other way around!)

Person: Reā t̀āng k̆ t̂xngkār kạnlæakạn pheụ̄̀x h̄ı̂ dị̂ nı s̄ìng thī̀ t̂xngkār pherāac̄hanận rawạng wị̂ na thī̀rạk! (We both need each other to get what we want, so be careful there, love!)

He moves his hand towards her face to brush away a stray piece of hair, but she slaps his hand away.

Shayna: Cạb mụ̄x tạw xeng wị̂ cnkẁā khuṇ ca mị̀ t̂xngkār mạn! (Keep your hands to yourself unless you don't want one!)

He throws his hands up in surrender.

Person: Mạn pĕn wạn nī̂ h̄rụ̄x mị̀! (It's today or never!)

Shayna: Rx khả næanả k̄hxng c̄hạn cāk Aran h̄rụ̄x c̄hạn! T̄ĥā c̄hạn phb ẁā tūd k̄hxng khuṇ phyāyām thả xarị doythī̀ c̄hạn mị̀rū̂ cheụ̄̀x c̄hạn t̄hexa khuṇ ca mị̀ chxb p̄hllạphṭh̒ h̄rxk! (Wait for instructions from Aran or me! If I find your ass attempting something without my knowledge then trust me, you won't like the results.)

Person: Xỳā chı̂ n̂ảs̄eīyng nận kạb c̄hạn meụ̄̀x reā rū̂ ẁā reā thuk khn dị̂ rạb prayochn̒ cāk s̄ìng nī̂ xỳāng thèātheīym kạn! (Don't use that tone on me when we know that we all benefit equally from this!)

Shayna: Cheụ̄̀x c̄hạn t̄hexa thī̀rạk meụ̄̀x c̄hạn phūd bæb nī̂ k̄heā mị̀ s̄āmārt̄h mæ̂tæ̀ ca yknîw h̄ı̂ c̄hạn tæ̀ s̄ảh̄rạb khuṇ mī khwām pĕn pị dị̂thī̀ mị̀ s̄îns̄ud (Trust me darling when I say this, he can't even raise a finger at me, but to you, there are endless possibilities.)

Person: Yĕn! C̄hạn mị̀mī pạỵh̄ā trāb dı thī̀ khuṇ thậng s̄xng khxy xạpdet h̄ı̂ c̄hạn xỳā kl̂ā tīs̄xngh̄n̂ā c̄hạn mi c̄hanận... (Cool! I don't have a problem as long you two keep me updated. Don't dare to double-cross me or else...)

Shayna crosses her arms and leans back on the wall.

Shayna: Cb prayokh k̄hxng khuṇnāy wạng! (Finish your sentence, Mr. Wang!)

He opens his mouth, but closes it and stares at her while she's untouched by his intimidating behavior.

Shayna: Khid keī̀yw kạb khả phūd k̄hxng khuṇ pherāa c̄hạn s̄āmārt̄h h̄āy pị dị̂ h̄emụ̄xn c̄hạn mị̀ khey xyū̀ thī̀ nī̀ tæ̀ khuṇ... Xèx... Khuṇ t̂xng xyū̀ thī̀ nī̀ læa cạdkār kạb p̄hl thī̀ tām mā! (Think about your words because I can disappear like I was never here, but you... um... you have to be here and deal with the consequences!)

Shayna walks out of the coat closet and makes her way back to the table. She flashes Kiet a million-dollar smile. He smiles at her and they chat.

Kiet: I would like you to accompany me to the club tonight.

Shayna: No!

Kiet: I haven't given you a tour of that club, so you can take it as a tour.

Shayna contemplates for a minute before nodding her head. He helps her in the car after they pay the bill. The drive to the club is fairly short. They take a seat at the bar.

Kiet: What would you like to have, love?

Shayna: Vodka shots on the rock!

Kiet smiles at her and motions the bartender to prepare her shots.

Kiet: Regular for me!

Shayna: That's no fun! If I'm having shots then, you can accompany me.

Kiet: As you wish, but don't blame me if we end up somewhere.

Shayna: I won't!

The bartender turns around and prepares their shot. He passes three shots each. They have a few more shots before moving to tequila then, whiskey. Around three in the morning, Kiet is out. Shayna looks up and smirks at the bartender. He nods his head. She passes him a few thousand bills. She calls the security and they help her get Kiet to the car.

She grabs the key from the valet and gets into the driver's seat. She drives to the hotel where he lives. She wakes him and they walk towards the elevator. He presses the highest floor and drags her along to his penthouse. He enters the code and pulls her in before locking the door. He pulls her against his chest and walks towards his bedroom. She locks the door to the room and turns to see him passed out on the bed. She checks and injects him to make sure he doesn't wake up till tomorrow.

She grabs her phone from her purse and dials Aran's number.

Shayna: Done!

Aran: Alright!

Just as he says that the lights go out. Shayna smirks.

Shayna: I'm waiting!

She ends the call and throws the pillows on the floor. She messes up the bed and throws everything down that was on the dressing table. She peels off his shoes, suit jacket, and shirt off his body before scattering them around the room. Within a minute, the door to the bedroom opens revealing Aran with another masked man. She points towards Kiet before walking out to the living room. The males join her in the living room in a few minutes.

Shayna: Kovit.

Kovit: Never knew you would be this quick! I guess the little push at the hotel was worth it.

Shayna: It was bound to happen today.

Kovit: I must say you took a huge risk for a few bucks.

Shayna: Millions, baby! You're paying me millions.

Kovit: That I am, but anything to take down that bastard!

Aran: Why are you so desperate to see Kiet fall?

Kovit: That bastard is my business partner and unfortunately, my cousin. He attempted to kill me because I went against his damned ways.

Aran: What?

Kovit: He was importing girls from India and using them as prostitutes. I was strictly against such an inhumane thing, but he only cared about the money he was making.

Aran: Ok, a deal is a deal!

Kovit nods his head and hands over a briefcase and a file to Aran before shoving a few files in his bag.

Shayna: Did you two set him up?

Kovit: You're going to break his little heart!

He says sarcastically.

Shayna: I don't give a damn about his heart!

Kovit: You really are money-minded or should I say a gangster?

Shayna: It won't make a difference to me what you or people say!

Kovit: I can very well see from your heartless behavior.

Shayna: I told you before I don't involve my heart in anything. And, about Kiet loving me then, it's just his stubbornness I hurt his manly ego by rejecting him, so just want to conquer me to show off to the world. Nothing else!

Kovit: Very well then!

The boys escape and Shayna cleans up after them before moving back to the bedroom. The lights flicker on. She looks at the clock that shows it's around five in the morning. She sighs and looks around to see the room is a complete mess. Her eyes fall on Kiet's naked body on the bed. A white silk sheet is the only thing covering his manhood.

After half an hour or so, she takes out a note from her purse and tapes it in the bathroom mirror before walking out of the bedroom. She does a quick check to make sure nothing looks suspicious. Once she is assured that everything is fine, she leaves the penthouse. She hails a cab and leaves for her home.