After that whole fiasco with Natasha, Ava still felt uneasy. It was a new feeling for her. She knew Tristan was handsome, but she didn't think women threw themselves at him.

"Standing there half-naked, what was that woman thinking?" she thought.

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Her cheeks were getting flushed as she kept thinking about it, so she sat on the couch. Tristan noticed that she had a sullen and gloomy mood, so he sat next to her on the couch. This reaction was not typical of Ava.

"Little one, tell me what is bothering you?" Tristan asked patiently.

"Who was she, and why was she half-naked in your office?" Ava asked, glaring at him.

Even though she acted cool in front of Natasha, deep inside, she was getting jealous. She could not tolerate any other woman being so close to Tristan.

"I met Natasha on a blind date that my grandparents arranged. I never liked her. I rejected her, but she thought of it as a challenge. She continued pestering me after that. She would show up whenever and wherever she wanted to," Tristan explained truthfully.

"She came to seduce you. Did you see how little clothing she had on?" Ava complained.

Natasha dressed like someone ready to hook up with a stranger in a night club.

"I know. Trust me. I will never let this happen again," Tristan assured.

"Where was your secretary? I think you should be stricter with your staff. How could someone like her come into your office so easily?" she said.

Ava sat on Tristan's lap and put her arms around his neck.

"Tristan, I don't want any other woman coming near you," Ava demanded.

Natasha wanted to seduce Tristan. Ava knew that right off the bat. Otherwise, why would she wear something like that?

Even if Tristan was not interested in Natasha, Ava did not want her boyfriend to look at other women's bodies. Especially when they have little to nothing on.

This ferociousness made Tristan smile. He liked that she was asserting her rights.

"Don't worry! I don't like any other woman except for you. I only want to look at your body," Tristan said, consolingly.

Ava blushed.

"She's not a good person. Don't even bother talking to her next time," Ava acted like she was a parent scolding her child.

Tristan was amused at how Ava was ordering him around. Her big doe eyes portrayed all her emotions.

"Okay, but how will I avoid her if she troubles me again," Tristan acted innocently.

"Hmm, I'll scold her for you. And if I'm not there, then call PA Jack," Ava answered as if her life depended on it. Tristan could not control himself and burst out laughing.

It reminded him of when you ask a child what to do when someone bothers you at school, and the parents were not there. The kids would answer that they should tell the teacher. In this situation, PA Jack was the teacher.

Ava was blinking innocently. She did not understand why he was laughing.

"Why are you so adorable?" Tristan said, kissing her lips and looking at her with loving eyes.

Ava started to play with his shirt button. She had this habit when something was bothering her, or when she was nervous. Many times she pulled out the buttons from his expensive shirts, but Tristan did not mind.

"Is my little one jealous," Tristan asked.

Tristan always got jealous when Ava talked to other guys. It was his first time witnessing her get jealous. He loved this feeling. It showed Ava was scared to lose him.

"I am! Did you see her? She was beautiful and all grown up. She said I was just a kid," Ava confessed. She was forlorn.

She was comfortable sharing the truth with him. There was no need to pretend when she was with Tristan. She always shared whatever was on her mind.

Tristan kissed her soft lips to show her that he understood. He wanted to console her by showing her that there was nobody else. It was just her.

He started kissing her gently. Then he sucked on her lower lip. He was getting carried away. He was getting aggressive, so he bit her unintentionally.

"Ahh," Ava felt the pressure on her lips. Her lip started bleeding.

"Bloo..," Ava tried to say in between kisses.

Tristan did not give her a chance to speak.

He could not get enough of her.

She was being thoroughly kissed.

He stopped so he could let Ava come up for air. She took a moment to gather herself.

She tried to look at her swollen lower lip.

"Tristan, look at this….," Ava showed him.

Tristan felt proud of seeing her swollen lips and her flushed face. This was his artwork.

He loved kissing Ava until she can't breathe or when her lips get fully swollen.

"It will heal in a few minutes," Tristan pecked at her lips.

Ava was pouting and staring at her swollen lips wanted him to go and kiss her again.

Tristan's hand slowly crept under her top. After making out in his study and seeing her sprawled on his table he couldn't stop at just kissing her. He wanted to feel her again.

Feeling her soft skin, he started to rub circles on her stomach. Ava bit her lips so she wouldn't make a sound. They were still in the office.

"It's okay. I want to hear you moan. This is a soundproof room. Nobody else can hear us," Tristan said as he loved hearing her make sounds whenever he touched her.

Tristan started kissing her neck. His hand roaming under her bra. She loved it when he touched her. Ava was trying to control herself and not make any sound.

He squeezed her breast while licking her neck, "Let's see you control yourself now."

"Ahh hmm," Ava couldn't stop herself from moaning. All the licking and the squeezing was waking up her senses.

Ava ran her hands through his hair and started pulling him for a kiss.

Tristan did not care about work anymore. He was enjoying having Ava in his arms.

They started to kiss again when his phone rang.

Ava let him go when he decided to look at his phone.

Tristan saw that it was his grandma. He was debating whether he should pick it up or not.

He decided he should otherwise she won't stop calling.

"Hello grandma," Tristan answered with Ava still in his lap.

"Tristan, come and have dinner with us this evening," Grandma said.

Tristan hasn't gone to visit them in a while. The last time they saw each other was when they surprised him. Ava was with him. They couldn't stay too long.

"Ava and I were going out tonight," Tristan said. He planned to take Ava to the movies.

"Oh, that's good, bring Ava with you. You can go out next time," Grandma said.

Grandma wanted to get to know Ava more, and what better chance than to have her at dinner. She liked Ava the moment she saw her.

"I will ask her," Tristan said.

"What are you going to ask me," Ava asked curiously.

Before Tristan could say anything, grandma interrupted.

"Tristan, who was that talking?" Grandma asked.

"Ava," Tristan replied.

"Are you romancing your little girlfriend and shaking off work?" Grandma teased. She was like one of his schoolmates when they teased each other about their crushes.

"Grandma! It's not like that," Tristan tried to explain. He was blushing. He got caught redhanded.

"You don't need to say anything. Grandma knows what you've been doing," Grandma giggled.

Grandpa was beside grandma rolling his eyes. Grandma was too chill, and cool for her age.

"Tristan, ask Ava quickly whether she wants to come or not," Grandma urged him.

"Grandma is inviting you to her house tonight for dinner, do you want to go?" Tristan asked Ava.

"Sure, I'd love to come," Ava easily agreed.

She also loved the old lady's company. She made her feel very welcome and comfortable the last time they saw each other.

"She …," Tristan was interrupted by Grandma.

"I heard what Ava said. I will be waiting for you," grandma said and cut the call.

"Did you hear that? Tristan and Ava are together in his office," Grandma said sheepishly. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"These younger generations, they're too liberated," Grandpa said.

"Don't you remember when we first got married, you used to come home early, pretending that you forgot something? When all you wanted to do was spend more time with me?" she was winking at Grandpa.

"Then, when your dad learned about it he scolded you a lot," Grandma said, laughing.

Grandpa coughed to hide his embarrassment. The servants that were around them were trying not to laugh.

"Old man, why are you sitting idle when there is so much work to do," Grandma scolded Grandpa. She acted like they needed to do something around the house when they had all the maids do the work for them.

Grandma doesn't do any work around the house, aside from instructing the maids on what they should do. She was born from a rich family and later married into another rich family, so doing housework was never on her list of things to do.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Grandpa asked.

"Ava is coming to dinner with Tristan. I have so much preparation to do," Grandma replied.

After their son died, grandma lost interest in most everything except Tristan. She doted on him, but she was never excited about anything anymore. But now that Tristan found someone, she was over the moon. She was preparing and planning here and there to make this all work out. She was going to make sure they got married and had kids.

He did not want to spoil her mood, so he let her do whatever she wanted.

Tristan concentrated on finishing his work the rest of the day while Ava was on the couch doing her assignments. She came directly from the college so she had all the things she needed. She brought all her books and her laptop with her.

During lunchtime.

"Tell me, what would you like to eat?" Tristan asked.

"I want pizza," Ava said without thinking.

Ava loved eating junk food. Her mother was very strict about food, and only healthy meals were served at their house.

At the dorms, they had a nutritionist that prepared their food, so whenever she gets the opportunity, she eats junk food.

Sara, on the other hand, was very strict about her diet. She exercised a lot and ate only healthy meals.

Since she was a model, she took care of her body like a temple.

"You'll be hungry if you just have pizza," Tristan said.

"Then I will have chicken wings and some vegetable soup," Ava said.

Tristan told PA Jack to get the food from the best restaurant in the city.

When evening came, they packed up their things and went to grandma's house.