After five hours of flying and a three hour long drive, I reach my destination- a desolate place near the Pacific coast.

To everybody this is a desertified place with soft sand because of the coastal line. Some kilometres away, one can see a blanket of trees.

The place where I am standing is the only circular place of land amongst an otherwise green area because underneath the land is what I like to call- my paradise.

Also, I kind of own this place which I proudly named as 'Homeland'.

I take a few steps forwards, where I approximate the centre of this circle to be. I tap my foot three times on it, then I step back. Soon, the sand started to blow, because of the vibrations underneath.

An electronic plate arose from the middle. It started increasing in length till the slab was at the level of my navel.

I put both of my hands on the slab for the handprints to be verified.

I waited for the result.

Verified. Entry allowed.

I could feel the movement under my feet and I knew what was about to happen so I took a few steps back.

A rectangular box, with a height of about 9 feet, stood in front of me.

It was a door to the Homeland underground.

I entered inside it and closed the door. Soon the descent started and I was nearing the entry of Homeland.

When I was inside, I saw the mission of my life in progress in front of me and the faithful men and women who looked after it in my absence, stood in front of me.

Which included, Mr. Gonsalez and Janiah.

"My child," he greeted me out of the elevator.

"Ma'am it's so good to see you here. Thank you for letting me join you" she said.

Yes, after I was sacked from N.N.P.O. I had asked Janiah to join me since her training was almost complete, so she had a choice if she wanted to continue as a nuclear engineer in that corrupt organisation or get advanced level training where she gets to do first hand things with me.

She chose me. An intelligent option. She's a clever girl.

"You're a born talent in the field of nukes. It would be a shame to let it go to waste," I told her, to which the poor girl smiled.

All the staff members huddled around me and I was so confused.

Oh right!

They think I've come here to tell them something.

Oh boy! How wrong they are!

"Uh...you guys are doing exemplary work here," I cough a little after that.

It's so weird to see their motivated faces. How am I going to tell them to vacate their homeland for a week?

The amazement to do something new is shining on their faces.

I'm going to crush them. I don't like it.

"Guys, I have decided to give you a vacation for a week. You all can leave homeland right now, in an hour because I have some people coming over here. You deserve this break. Have fun!" I announce very quickly.

Chatter spreads in the room. Some people appeared worried, some confused and some suddenly shut down the computer programs, picked up their bags and started to walk towards the elevator.

Now I was shocked. And the others who were worried were looking at them.

"Oh c'mon people, stop looking at us, we need a break. Boss is giving a vacation, I am not going to waste it. Gotta put these hips to some good use babies," a tall, dark man sassed. The others who were behind him patted him on the back while laughing out loud.

There was hooting and boyish fun in the air.

I couldn't help but laugh at them.

They were a jolly good team.

Now I remember why this was my most comfortable hideout.

Because of these sassy men.

"Yeah guys, have fun. That dude ain't wrong. Just dope and grope whatever you want to for the next seven days. And if you guys are partying, hit me up too. I would love to join. I'm too hot to be locked inside this," I join them in the banter.

"Whoooooooo," everybody started making noises. One dude pushed another one. Many boys formed a group and started making their inside jokes.

For once, everybody looked like college kids and not these hot shot, utterly dangerous and freakishly intelligent nuclear engineers.

I nodded at Janiah, telling her to leave and have fun.

"You too Mr. Gonsalez. The soul is never old. Drink that whiskey and sing your old men songs and do whatever old men do," I smirk at him because he was giving me a knowing look and a gentle smile.

"It's good to see you like this," he says.

I know where this is going.

"Mhmm. Thank you," I replied.

"So when is he coming here?" He asked me. The colour drains from my face.

It's not like I wanted to hide my relationship, It's just I've never been the one to gossip and he's never asked me this so I didn't know how to react.

"Like, in about maybe a couple of minutes," I told him.

I couldn't keep the smile on my face at bay.

Why should I hide that I am happy?

" Is he treating you well?" He asked me.

"Look at me and you tell me?" I counter him.

He grins proudly.

"Atta girl. I'm happy for you. Now I'm going to go. You guys do what kids your age do. You have the whole caste to yourself," he jokes.

Castle? No. Fortress maybe.

But when I think about it, the castle seems cool.

It's a silver castle.

After everybody has left, I make a thorough check on every piece of equipment, to verify that everything was switched off. Because everybody left in a hurry, there were chances of mistakes and the last thing I wanted was to blow up my homeland.

No, I didn't find any mistakes.

Damn, the people I've hired are real pro's.

Suddenly the screen started to project the seismic signature which was gathered by the fibre optics running through the surface, signifying that a vehicle was approaching the surface.

We need so much protection here because we want civilians away from the place when we're working.

And there he was, Elliot. I could see him through the camera video that was sent by the mini cameras that we had set on the poles.

My heart started to beat faster.

I am going to show him my homeland, my silver castle.

A place even my parents don't know about.

To everybody, this was just an impossible dream of mine, they didn't know that I had actually done it and I was about to unveil it to the whole world in some time.

Elliot would know my silver reality now.

I typed in my code to overrule the handprint verifier and made the elevator ascend. Elliot looked so shocked at what was happening in front of him. He took a few steps back.

I felt giddy and tingling in my stomach. My heart was thumping. It started to accelerate with every passing second.

It was excitement, nervousness and ...it felt like meeting him all over again.

I was feeling like we were starting over from somewhere in between.

I just hope he doesn't freak out.

He gets closer to the elevator and starts to peep inside it through to the glass, wary to get inside it.

I can't help but laugh at him.

I called him.

"Hello," his voice is shaky.

"Elliot, just get inside," I say.

"Charlotte, what is this?" He asks me fast, as he recovers from the shock of the insanity that's happening in front of me.

"Told you I had to show you something," I answered him cheekily.

"I feel like I'm in an international spy movie," he retorts.

"You have no idea," I reply coyly.

He calms down and seems more confident now as he enters the elevator without a doubt this time.

And soon....

In a few seconds...

Just about now....

Any second now...

I see him.

The elevator opens and he's there, in front of me standing in his white shirt with purple straight lines,black pants, a purple tie loosely hanging around his neck, sleeves rolled up, tired eyes and that innocent pug like face standing in front of me.

I throw the microphone and earphone set that I had donned and run from the chair in front of my panel towards him.

When he sees me running, he opens his arms and I throw myself into him.

He wasted no time in snaking his arms around my waist and pulling me into him.

He pressed me into him till I'm glued to him. He pulls me back and attaches his lips to mine. He kisses me hard.

I don't feel my heart beating when his lips are moving against mine. Only thing that matters is him, his kiss, his body.

"Elliot, I," I try to say.

"Shhh," he says.

" I want to kiss you, fuck, I want to make love to you right now. You made me travel across the country-," he takes my lips into his mouth and kisses them. The way he is kissing me right now, I have forgotten how to kiss.

I let him mould my lips any way he wants to know because I don't know how to kiss the way he's kissing me.

"-all alone to see you. I have been dying to look at you and you are here, in these tight pants-," his hand gropes my butt and he squeezes it hard.

He's done a lot of things to me but I've never seen him like this. This is good. I am so selfish and needy when it comes to the attention that I demand, crave from him and he's giving me all of that.

I remove his hands from my butt and separate myself from him. He looks at me in shock. His eyes are wild and hands are shaking.

I love the fact that I am driving him crazy.

He didn't want to talk to me right?! Where is this talk coming from?

I turn around and push my backside against his crotch. My hands travel up his neck. His hands rest on my stomach and I start moving my butt against his crotch.

He hisses and his lips find my neck. When I press into his crotch once more he nips at the back of my ear making me shiver and moan his name.

"I know how to make my bad girl a good one," he comments.

Cocky bastard.

He grabs my arms and holds them at the back of his ass with one hand while his other hand roams my body. His hold on my arms is so tight, I can't free myself to touch him.

He presses my boobs through my thin frilly shirt. He doesn't even waste time in opening the buttons, he rips the flimsy shirt away. It was made of such a thin fabric that it tore, exposing my bra.

"I hate bras, waste of time," he mutters into my neck. The attack of his lips on my neck has been driving me insane.

He frees my arms and pushes me till I reach the panel in front of me. My hands rest on the panel to balance myself while I catch my breath. My torn top hangs from my shoulders.

He comes behind me and pushes his crotch against my buttocks and I nearly wet my panties at his roughness. He's never been like this with me.

I love this.

I can't think of his next move and it's driving me insane.

His hands fumble with my top at my shoulder blades as he pulls it off. He throws it on the floor. He unclasped my bra and it joined my shirt on the floor.

He turns me around so that I am facing him.

He moves away from me to drink my body in with his eyes. He wants me to watch him as he looks at me with sexual devotion.

He wants me to know that he is seeing all of me.

He wants me to know that it's him.

It's him. He's the one.

He knows it.

I know it.

He knows that I know it.

But I haven't told him.

He wants me to tell him that.

This is his way of telling me.

I have a feeling that this torture is going to continue till I say what he wants to hear.

Real maturity of him to shame me for my cowardness, the thought makes me roll my eyes at him.

He raises an eyebrow.

"You rolled your eyes at me?" He asks in a tone that says how did I dare to do that.

I will do it again.

He smirks.

"Strip for me baby," he says with a smirk.

This time, I raise my eyebrows.

I can play this game.

Who is he kidding?

I maybe a coward in expressing my feelings but I am not shy when it comes to sex.

He likes it. I like it. What's the big deal?

"You strip too," I say to him as I unbutton my pants.

" I will," he says as his hand wraps around his tie.

I pull my pants down, exposing my legs. I see him checking me out shamelessly. He doesn't even hide it.

If it was anyone else, other than him, this would be so creepy.

Something takes over him as he sees me standing in front of him in nothing except my black underwear in front of him, he takes quick steps towards me. His hands capture my cheeks and his lips claim mine. His mouth attacks mine and I join him. His hands move up my thighs and brush lightly over my stomach, making me shiver.

I can't help but moan when his hands trail my lower lips over the panties.

"Wet," he compliments me at his discovery.

"For you, baby, only you," I tell him.

He stops kissing me and looks at me.

" Did you really say that?" He asks me shocked.

"Why the tone of surprise?" I breathe out.

"You never say anything like that to me," he answers in a soft voice.

There. I see the damage that I'd been causing unknowingly and now I have to make things right.

I can't become a coward now.

He looks down.

I raise his chin to make him look into my eyes.

"Charlotte, don't look at me like that...," he begs. I know why.

But I dont stop.

I pick his hand and place it near my breast, where he can feel my beating heart.

"Elliot," I say and his eyes widen. I can see hope, excitement and curiosity underneath them. But also resentment. He doesn't believe that I can make him happy the way he wants to.

But I can make him happy.

"It's you. It's only you, you and you. I love you. For a million lifetimes and even more than that. You're the one for me." I bring his other hand to my mouth and kiss it. He exhales a sigh of relief and a smile slowly but surely graces his lips.

He moves to lean against the panel, by my side.

He bites his lip and looks at the sky with his eyes closed. I can't help but smile at him adoringly.

I move in front of him and place my arms around his neck. He opens his eyes. That charm, peace , confidence and the old Elliot is back.

"You're stupid. How could you not know that I have always loved you," I nudged my nose against his.

He laughs.

"I don't know. The fact that you never said it," he complains adoringly. He takes my lips into his mouth and kisses me.

"I'm sorry," I mutter against his mouth.

"Should I forgive you?" He asks me mischievously.

"I don't know, am I not a good enough girl to deserve it?" I replied. We haven't flirted with each other in a while. This reminds me of our beginning days.

We used to flirt shamelessly with each other.

"Nope. Good girls beg for it," he says with a lustful glint in his eyes.

I give him a knowing look and start to unbutton his shirt. He raises his eyebrows but doesn't say anything.

I take it off from him and wear it myself.

I grab his hand and pull him with me towards the elevator which leads to the rooms above. He follows me in silence. When we're in the elevator, I kiss him slowly. I show him the softness, comfort and happiness that he provides me. I thank him for all of it.

It's a thank you kiss.

I take my time leaving kisses all over his chest, to show him how glad I am that he is in my life.

I bring his hands to my lips and give a kiss to each of them while looking into his eyes. He gives me a smile and it strikes at my heart.

This is so delicate.

This moment is precious.

The elevator announces that we're on the floor of the suite.

I pull him inside and head straight to the room. I close the door behind me.

" Elliot, I really love you so much. I want you to know that whenever I didn't say it back, it was me being a foolish coward. I have loved you through the fights, warnings and kisses in the rains. I loved you even before I realised it. So please, don't doubt me today when I tell you this."

He doesn't say anything but he makes me sit on the bed. He stands and bends down to kiss me.

His hands pull his shirt off of me.

I waste no time in pulling open the button of his jeans. He helps in removing it.

I place a kiss right on the top of his boxers. I hook my fingers around the corners and pull them down.

I rub my hands against his sides as I look up at him and mouth and I love you.

I twirl my tongue around the tip of his cock. I lick the veins along his shaft and then I take it in my mouth. He felt cooler in my mouth initially.

I placed my hand around the rest of his shaft and started to move my hand against it. He pulled my hair and made me look up at him.

"You want it?" He asked me.

I felt my juices dripping thinking about the way he saw his cock in my mouth as he pulled on my hair to make me look at him.

He pulled my hair tightly.

"Answer me princess. Do you want it?"

I nod.

He dropped my hair and rubbed his fingers along my cheeks as I started to suck on his dick.

"Enough, baby," he said and pulled himself out of my mouth. He pushed me down.

I felt his mouth hover over my panties.

He hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down.

When I was completely naked under him, he pushed my legs apart, I helped him in that, a little too gladly.

He laughed.

I smiled.

He winked at me and I saw his mouth going towards my centre. I looked up at the ceiling awaiting the jolt that I would get when his lips touched me there.

I buckled my hips as he placed a kiss on my clitoris after spreading my lips apart with his fingers. He sucked on it and started playing with it with his tongue. He licked it again and again and I became restless under him.

His tongue moved towards my opening and he pushed it in and I moaned.

"Elliot, oh baby," I chanted his name like a mantra.

He squeezed on my breast with his hand. I know he loves my boobs.

But my smile is gone from my lips when he pushes two fingers inside of me and I moan the loudest because I didn't expect that.

He snakes up my body and kisses my lips as his fingers keep on pushing inside of me.

His lips and his fingers are the way to my release.

But he stops.

"You're about to come baby?" He asked me.

" Yes," I answered him.

" Do you want to?" He asked me.

I know he's asking me if I want to have sex with him.

It warms my heart that even after I told him I love him, he still asks me if I want to do it or not.

"Yes, please. Always," I mutter because I just want him to make love to me.

He laughs and kisses my cheek. He's happy after hearing what I said and that's what matters to me. It's the truth.

He rolls me so that I am on top of him. I look at him with wide eyes.

"You said you love me. So make love to me baby," he says sweetly. He looks at me adoringly like I am the answer to all his questions.

He appears so relaxed.

I raise myself and rest on my knees. He aligns himself at my entrance so that I feel his tip over there. I suck in a breath. He places his hands on my thighs, "lower yourself as you feel so comfortable. No hurries," he spoke softly.

I did as he told me to.

He told me to make love to him and I did everything he told me to.

As he branded me his again and again, I promised to love him the way he deserved.

We didn't break eye contact for one second. I'm sure I can say it for the both of us that this day has bound us together mentally and physically into an unbreakable bond because we both know how hard it was for one to find the other. We got here after overcoming so many atrocities, doubts, exes , secrets and the odds which were against us.

We know how important one is to the other and we spend the whole day trying to prove it to each other as we make love again and again.

We need this.