Fidgeting with her clammy hands, Itzel keeps pacing back and forth in the small space of the tiny room that she has been given for temporary use. Her turn to fight is yet to come so she has thought of making good use of her free time by first informing Damon that she has come here for the fight and tell him not to tell anything to Dmitri since he appears to be more fond of him now than ever he was, and then do some warming up before stepping up to the fight. But here she is! Pacing around the room as her mind is just so full of things she does not want to think of right now! Sometimes, Itzel just wishes that there should a switch off button in her head so that she could shun out those unwanted thoughts in the unwanted places. Right now, all she could think of is how she has shared a deal lot of things about her life with him. Thinking that he is Mr. Taylor, their butler. But actually he was Ruci Dmitri all this time. And how come she did not even suspect him of being an imposter? Itze

The sight of the hospitals are not the best for Itzel whatsoever. It can be because the one time that she was in the hospital it was because she had got into an accident which led to a many changes in her life, which are necessarily not good at all. Itzel had suffered from a dark phase of depression for almost a period of more than two months. And during that time, she had had a lot of bad thoughts passing through her mind every two seconds of the day. She had even tried to cause harm to herself more times than she could remember. And, sleeping was like an immense torture for her. She could not sleep without having to encounter dreams, which were not exactly dreams but horrible nightmares. At least for her they were horrible. Itzel turns her head around to her left to see the figure of a man sitting right next to her on a hospital bench quietly. The man who is responsible for that particular phase of her life, but somehow she understands that it is somewhat her own fault too! Itzel

Taking another big sip of her red wine, Itzel lets her eyes wander around the big luxurious restaurant in which she is sitting right now. She has come here with Archer tonight. They have had a delicious dinner and are now just sitting and chatting while sipping on their glasses of wine. "So, you were cheated by your husband, sorry, ex-husband and got divorced right after that, and then you met with an accident and then suffered from severe depression." Archer says, much like repeats to himself as he tries to wrap his head around what all Itzel has just finished telling him about her past life. "Uh hmm, he did not cheat on me." Itzel tells him with a distant and solemn look on her face. "To cheat someone you need to love that someone first. And in our case, there was no love. I mean, sure I loved him but he never reciprocated my feelings." She explains before gulping down the rest of the wine from her glass in one breath, clenching her eyes shut as she feels the liquid running down h

"Itzel! Do you want to know what is there for lunch?" She hears Dmitri's voice coming from outside the room in which she is in right now. "Anyway, let me just tell you then. Hmm, so we have here grilled chicken and spring rolls! And for dessert we have..guess what?" He is trying his absolute best to make Itzel come out of that room but she is not having any of it now. Even if she is hungry right now, she would not go out of this room to eat with him. Because, well, she is angry at him. Wait, no, not just angry but she is mad at him for pulling up such a stunt with her earlier. How dare he send his assistant to kidnap her and literally lock her up in this haunted, abandoned building! Itzel has made up her mind that she would never talk to him ever again, even though it sounds too unrealistic to her own ears. But at least she could try and put up a nice, long tantrum drama with Dmitri, right? Standing outside the room, Dmitri lets out a defeated and tired sigh as he eyes the closed doo

'You surely don't know how dangerous Alexeyv Dmitri is then!' Itzel recalls what Dmitri had told her just a few minutes ago when he let go of her hand. She is still quite surprised that he actually let her go out! And how does he even know the name of the boss of the mafia for whom she and Itzel work? Even she did not know his full until Dmitri told her! And just how much more Dmitri knows about that man? On other thought, Itzel thinks that Alexeyv Dmitri is somehow related to Dmitri, not only because their surnames are the same of course. They somewhat look alike as well. Though Itzel has seen him just once that was when she went to plead with him to let her join back the street fighting because she could not keep up the job of a temptress stealer. She has seen him in person and still remembers a few of his facial features clearly, like he too has azure eyes and jet black hair. "Madam, we are here." Itzel snaps back from her little bubble and blinks at the driver. With a quick nod,