I am on my phone as I exit the hotel. I already see Jeff standing at the corner, waiting for me. I am actually talking to my bestfriend who’s been bugging me to call, so that’s what I did. “Kendra, stop bugging me and start working. Please do me a favor and visit our office after your work,” I request her. I hear her sigh but eventually, she agrees, “Fine, but tell me what’s going on? Your not-so-boyfriend called Nik and I like a hundred times.”“Sorry, that’s on me, I didn’t realize my phone was off the whole time,” I explain to K while signaling Jeff to give me some minutes.“So, you never answered my question, are you good or not?”, K intriguingly asks. “Both, okay? I have to go, I am late and you know he hates tardiness. Talk to you later,” I say google and hang up. I didn’t give her a chance to say goodbye. Then I approach Jeff and greet him, “Hi, sorry about that.”“No problem, so are you ready to go?” he says a little distantly. My face couldn’t hide my sadness, nor does

His statement brings me to the brink of confusion. I wonder whether I heard him correctly or not. So I get off the bed, wear my hotel robe, and sit down on a couch that is beside the glass wall where you can see tons of underwater creatures. I sip the coffee that has been prepared by who-knows-who. And I softly repeat his words, “A sex contract?”He looks at me as I utter those words, and he joins me on another couch across mine. He also sips my coffee and says, “Yes, you hear it right.”I am not exactly sure how to react to this situation or what the hell is a sex contract, to be honest. So I innocently throw him the question, “What is a sex contract?”He smiles at me, “Well, it is pretty simple. We will draw a contract and that’ll be our limit.”“For example?”“What you like to do, what we can’t do, something like this,” he explains.“Does it include being in an open relationship?” I curiously ask. “Yes, of course. We are free to date other people and we won’t mind about it,” he

“Ava, I like you a lot, and if only you aren’t my boss’s woman, I would have already kissed you. I’ve fallen for you the moment I saw you,” this statement put me on a pedestal of addicting happiness. Well, my love life isn’t something others would have wanted. My first and last relationship was more on talk and not show, while the current one, is not even a relationship and more on a sexual relationship. But this man, who is sitting in front of me is just the right taste for me, a man who isn’t all talk, and who isn’t afraid to say what he feels either. Now that he is holding my hand, I can feel his warmth, and the way he looks at me, I could melt away. So without any delay, I jump at the opportunity and blurts out, “I am nobody’s woman, well, for now,” I emphasize the words ‘nobody’ and ‘for now’. He couldn’t hide the exuberance he is feeling at the moment. His dopamine seems really active when he heard my last statement. “So, you aren’t Mr. Sullivan’s woman?” he clarifies with

“Fuck off!” is what she says to me, while Nikolai quietly looks at me.K’s face tells me that she couldn’t believe what I just said. So she squeezes my hand and goes off blabbering something gibberish,“A, so after all that drama with Seid, and your break up and your fated encounter with Dmitri, and your full obsession of him just some days ago, now you are telling me that you are so over him?”Then she raises the picture in her hand while saying, “And now you are telling me, that you are in love with this guy in this picture?” her eyebrows raise.I know K, and I know how keen she is, and how stubborn she could be, “Yes, that’s what I’m telling you. So, you won’t be seeing him with me, anymore.”I take a sip of the refreshment drink in front of me. But K’s eyes are stuck on me, “Hmm, so where is he now? Why aren’t you with him? Or why isn’t he with you?”“Cause, this time I bet on fate. I need something more convincing than how I met Dee, so I can easily get over him,” my tongue slips

I go straight to my parents’ mausoleum. It is the place where I go if I don’t want anyone to find me and if I want to cry my heart out. I don’t know what the hell happened, but all I know is I became an internet sensation overnight. My goodness, who would have thought that it will be the end of me, just because of my sexual desires.“Mom, Dad, what should I do? Am I wrong for wanting him? Did I do something wrong? It’s not as if he’s married, right? He’s single. But why is this happening to me? Why?”What should I do? Where should I go? What about my career? Will I still salvage it? What about my business? All these questions pop at the same time.I sit down in the middle of them and succumbs to loneliness. I bury my head on my arms that are placed on top of my parents.But because of too much paranoia, I could feel as if someone’s watching me here, “Don’t tell me the media and paparazzi are already here?” I thought. So I shout, “Respect my parents and leave me be, just wait until