His eyes were full of devotion as if looking at his most precious treasure.

Vivan grasped her shoulders and lightly guided her into his embrace.

Her pink-tinged cheeks and luscious moistened lips were enticing.

Ira saw his face appearing closer, and his breath fell on her cheeks, she closed her eyes in antic.i.p.ation.

Right before their lips were to meet, they heard the sound of door closing.

Ira resumed her previous stance and looked towards the door.

Footsteps were soft almost inaudible, but she could hear someone outside the door.

'Who is it?.' she thought.

Steve who was just outside the door heard the conversation and her laughter.

He felt skeptical; he was the one who made a mistake and left her yet why was there

bitterness in his heart.

He had some doubts about the doc.u.ments, so he returned only to hear their talk.

'Why would you stand and hear their love talk? What do you want to know more?' he asked himself and left feeling dejected.

However, just as he was leaving. The door closed.

Vivan was irritated by the sudden disturbance. He frowned his eyebrows seeing Ira moving away.

Their privacy was disturbed. They were in his cabin.

Vivan didn't dwell in the matter and

He gave her another soft kiss on her hands and asked: "Tell me what you would do with Steve." enthusiastic.

"Wait and watch. My vengeance has just begun." smiled evilly.

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Ak went back to the hotel to find Clara waiting for him there.

The room was dark, and only a yellow lamplight illuminated the bed.

Ga.s.s pieces of the table were still shattered on the floor.

She was still on the bed in the same state as he left her in the morning. Wrapped in the sheets, Clara had her head buried in her knees.

When she raised her head, he saw he puffed eyes as if she cried all day.

She wiped a drop of tear and asked: "How is the situation, baby?"

Ak's eyebrows bent in annoyance.

"Ak. Is it resolved?" her voice whimpered

"Leave." he roared.

"Sorry..... Ak doesn't cut me off your life. I love you". She pleaded with a pale, weak sullen look.

"Why are you still here?" he said mercilessly, eyes full of loathing.

While she looked at him helplessly.

Ak found her irritating. He was tired and didn't want to engage in the bothersome person.

"Ok. You take care I am leaving."

She left dejected.

His temper is stubborn, and he won't turn to persuasion.

She got out of the bed and bent down to pick up her clothes as she dragged herself to the washroom.

Clara knew the man behind her back was an emotionless person. She had no hopes alive that he would pity her.

"Good riddance," Ak said aloud when he heard click on the bathroom door.

Ak picked up the bottle of wine from the bedside table. Drinking it directly from the bottle he sat down.

In seconds a feeling of euphoria overwhelmed him.