After coming back home from the party, I reach my room and drop on the bed instantly.

But all of the memories of the night are still vivid in my mind...

Especially Mikhail Ivanov.

How come that man manages to come into my life everytime...

Everytime...

I recall the way he worked his tongue inside me making it so hard for me to surpress my scream...

And how his sea green eyes only reflected me...

I breathed out a sigh and rubbed my forehead.

"Hah...he's really..."

But a burning question then comes to my mind...

If he's close to Mr Leon and his family, one of the wealthiest men in the country...

Then who is he?

I pull out my phone and try to search him up, but nothing really useful shows up.

And just then, I get a notification.

"Hey, I am Josh."

I raised my eyebrows for a second, wondering from where did he get my number...

Then I realise, it could just have been my mom.

I open the message and reply with a "Hey"

Josh: "Hope you enjoyed tonight".

Me: yes, I did. Thank you.

Josh: why so formal?

Me: ?

Josh: I'm not your client anymore, I'm your fiance, you don't need to be so formal with me haha.

Me: No, Josh this is just the way I speak.

Josh: Okay, got it. You can speak however you like with me!

Josh: I will pick you up tomorrow around 12. Does that work?

I squint my eyes at the screen, wondering what's this about?

Then I remember he asked me to hang out tomorrow at the party...

Josh: We can go for lunch and movies.

Josh: What do you wanna watch?

Me: Anything is fine.

Josh: Okay then I'll decide something for us haha.

Me: Cool.

And I don't know what went through my mind but...

Me: Who is Mikhail btw?

Josh: Mikhail?

"Fuck..." I cursed out loud.

But there is no backing down.

Me: Yeah I mean your friend. I never heard of him like family is he from?

Josh: *typing*

I watch as his status stays as typing for seconds, then minutes...

"What is he typing for so long?" I get nervous biting my nails.

For the whole time of our conversation he has replied within seconds.

Then what's taking him so long this time?

I realised my heart beat has increased rapidly.

And finally...

Josh: I'll tell you later.

What the fuck?

Josh: Its getting late, you should sleep.

Me: Oh ok.

Josh: Goodnight!

Me: yeah Goodnight.

I throw away my phone at the side of my bed and turn towards the opposite side.

Why do I feel as if Josh just avoided my question...

If they are so good friends the why...

I try to fall asleep but I am not able to stop overthinking about it.

I decide to bring the question up again tomorrow.

I close my eyes, and fall asleep without even realising.

And the next morning, I wake up to my mother's voice asking me to get ready for my date.

I can't explain how suffocating this is getting...

But somehow I manage to find the strength to wake up and get ready.

Deep down I feel its because I wanted to know more about that person...

Josh comes at dot 12 pm to pick me up from my home.

I get down the stairs to find his Mercedes parked at my door. He waves at me, and I wave back with a smile before walking towards his car.

He walks out and opens the door for me to get in, I take my seat and tie my seatbelt.

"How are you Lisha? Did you get a good night sleep?" He asks.

"Yes, I did. How about you?"

"Me too. So do you wanna go for lunch first or movie?"

"Anything is fine for me, what do you wanna do?" I ask him back

"Lunch works?"

"Yup"

"Okay anything specific that you wanna have?"

"Nothing. I am just allergic to prawns, other than that it should be fine"

"Got it." He replies and starts the car.

Humming to the popular song that the radio plays, he drives through the city.

Noticing his good mood, I decide to bring it up.

"So your friends with Mikhail right? What does his family do again?"

He stops humming abruptly.

A strange silence.

And then, he finally says "I don't like this song, guess we should change it"

"Uh...yeah sure"

Huh?

Is it just me or he's avoiding answering my question on him???

And soon we reach a very expensive high end restaurant. He asks me to check the menu and the prices were really goddamn high. I ordered the one that was the cheapest.

And when the food finally arrives I am surprised that the quantity of the food was so less!

But to Josh it seems like a very normal experience, as he seemed unfazed.

We have our food as we talk about mundane things. I notice that he really likes talking about his company and their ventures.

"We are thinking of partnering with X company but their competitors are also quite powerful so it is difficult to decide" He explains.

"I think that X may not be the right decision for this but their competitor Z would be a better option" I reply.

"How so? I mean X clearly has a better brand name than Y or Z right?"

"That is true recently there have been some rumours about X company's CEO being involved in some shady activities right? So I think it would be best to not get involved with them. But Z, although may not be that popular but its known for its integrity." I explain.

"Besides that Z may not be as popular as X but its certainly not a bad choice!" I add.

"I knew that I made the right choice" he says.

"Sorry?" I get a little surprised.

"I knew that I made the right choice when I chose you as my fiance" he smiles.

I get taken aback by his comment.

"Oh...okay"

Just then I see his phone ring.

"Bratan" is what I see popping up on the phone, before he immediately takes it away from my sight and stands up.

"I'll be back in a few minutes " he says before rushing out.

"Bratan? Who is that?" I think to myself.

And then I remember...

That's the russian word for brother...

Then is it...

Him?

And just as I am about to go check on Josh, he comes back rushing to the table.

"Something urgent came up and I gotta go! I'm really sorry for this, I'll definitely it up to you later!!" He says, before grabbing his keys and his coat.

I am too.stunned to even reply, as he leaves immediately.

What?

What just happened?

Something urgent?

Something urgent...

Did he just speak with Mikhail...

What the fuck did they speak of that he had to leave so urgently!?

Mikhail...

Who the hell are you...?