Now that really got to Stella and she immediately stood up from her seat, making the chair fall on the floor, grasping the viewers attention. But she paid no attention to them. Her eyes were solely fixed on this arrogant man sitting in front of her, who surely seems to have lost his mind. Because he was talking completely and utterly bullshit.

"What the hell do you mean by you have a mistress? God! Is this some pathetic joke going on with me?" She couldn't believe him. What a man in his right mind tells about having a mistress at the time of mending their marriage proposal? If he already has a mistress, then why the hell was he here? Why not to go to his father and tell him about his love story.

She looked around her surrounding franticly, one hand on her head rubbing it and the other one on her waist. This really can't be serious. If anyone who should be refusing to marry here, must be me. Not him! She knew what kind of person he is, and was. Always had.

Since their childhood and since the time his big head could not register the difference between good and bad people. He is just another arrogant personality you will see around this big unorganized world, who thinks highly of himself and low of others. That is why she hates him.

And not to forget the incident when he fought with Nathan, saying that Nathan is a bad company and she should stay away from him. The only one bad in their group was he. He who never cares about others and only thinks about himself. Selfish brat! "Never mind....please don't reply. I am leaving."

She picked up her coat and made her way out of the library without a single glance back to the man who looked at her with that stupid smirk on his face. "To hell with him and his mistress. I should have known he wouldn't change after all this time. Still a pig." She rambled to herself and exited the library. It looked like the rain was trying to match her emotions, which were a complete havoc right now.

"How dare he to insult me in this obscure manner? I am sure he planned all this. First to invite me and then to insult me. Great! Just great. It's so like him." She kept on walking taking long steps, unfaltered by the heavy rainfall. Her clothes were drenched; she could feel the coldness and the biting of the sharp raindrops on her skin. But she didn't stop.

She just wanted to reach her home as soon as possible. She continued cursing the rich man, his damn ways and his stupid groomed masculine features. The man who thinks she is stupid enough to agree to such a proposal of marriage, after knowing that he is already involved in a relationship.

"Does he thinks so low of me? Or does he thinks I am just plain stupid, as he said me once." She was busy walking and cursing him when his car blocked her path and parked just before her in the mid of the road, splashing the road side dirty water on her.

"Just great!" She scowled and looked down at her once clean clothes and found them drenched in dirt. Albert stepped out of his car and this time from his driving seat. He didn't hesitate from getting wet in the heavy rain and ran a lazy hand over his head to remove the hair making their way on his forehead and couldn't resist laughing at her, watching her scowling and cursing out loud.

"Don't laugh at me, Albert or I swear I will.." He didn't waste a minute and had her in his arms, their body touching each other in the most delicious way. He could see her bra through her drenched clothes and the sight was enough to arouse his sleeping monster.

"You will do what." He was so close to her, so close that she could smell his minty breath fanning all over her face. She could look at his eyes, the eyes which held so many emotions for her once and now were filled with desire, desire to devour her. He didn't wait for a reply and had her back pressed on the side of his car with his body pressed to her front.

He looked into her eyes and felt the same connection between them which existed before. That same spark, that impatience to touch each other, the desire to feel those tingles which only he could bring. And watching her body react to him as it did before was such a turn on for Albert. He just couldn't control himself.

He bend his head to her level and dragged the sleeves of her gown down and kissed her delicate skin, sucking on the water droplets glistening her smooth flesh and tugged her body closure to him. Stella couldn't help from moaning and grabbed his shoulder for support. This is wrong..this is so wrong.

She kept on chanting, but didn't have the strength to stop him. It has been so long since she had felt his touch, his lips on her and if this is all she is getting after all. Then she will take it. Because she is stupid, she is crazy and madly in love with him.

"Albert.." He made his way to her jaw line and kissed her there, kissing all around her mouth just not exactly where she wanted him the most. Her lips. He was teasing her and maybe torturing himself too. He was enjoying her surrender.

"What..you don't have anything smart to say to me now?" Albert teased and pressed his thighs in between her legs, making Stella narrow her eyes at him. Always the one to spoil the mood with his mouth. No matter how much she wished to continue what they were doing and what her body wanted, she couldn't give him the satisfaction of winning.

"Actually I have." She pushed him back and corrected her stance, bringing back the sleeves to their original position on her shoulder and smirked when she saw him looking. "You Mister." She stepped forward, as close as one can possibly be. "Don't excite me anymore." She saw his jaw falling to the ground and laughed, making her way back to home.

Quote: Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.
-Oscar Wilde

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