Later, dropping Jane at her apartment I went straight to the hospital where Mr Hans was admitted. I remembered it was his third encounter to heart attack. He could've died. Poor old man. He was really a nice person. Always treated me like his own son. It was devastating to see him like this. Struggling for his own life. Thank god, he survived.

When I arrived at hospital Mr Hans' first wife and his son Enrique Carson were already there along with Erica. I talked to Enrique who's really a brilliant guy. Calm, polite and a very mature person. I discovered why he always addressed himself as Carson. The surname belonged to his Mom's side.

He lives in London with her mother and works in a well known company as CFO.

It surprised me when I saw Mr Hans' first wife—Enrique's mother. She'd been crying for him. Off course she was in agony. On the other hand, Erica's crocodile tears were eyes rolling. Clearly, she was putting bogus efforts to obscure her real nature.

This woman never struck me as a kind person. I sighed and shook my head in disbelief remembering the time when I used to date blonde girls like Erica. There character had never mattered to me. There had always been only one goal in my mind—release the anger and regret through fucking them. Until I noticed her—Jane. She was the best thing that ever happened to me.

I smiled to myself remembering her. Too many thoughts came in my mind. What she's been doing right now? Did she see the dress or not? I'd been yearning to call her, to hear her tempting voice.

I called her and notified her that Mr Hans was out of danger. She knew how close Mr Hans was to me. Oh god...how much I missed her. I wish I could be with her tonight whether to assist her in kitchen or to make passionate love with her on the kitchen floor or the dining table. But I couldn't accompany her. Not tonight since I'd a meeting with Mr Hans' Lawyer. It was very important. Mr Hans was gonna inherit his goods to his son and he desired me to be a witness.

I was in my bedroom talking to Jane when I felt a presence behind me.

I was shocked to see Erica. How did she get in? There's no way Iris would let her in without my permission. And then it hit me—I was the one who let Iris save her fingerprint when we're fucking so I would've found her in my bedroom whenever I arrive home after meeting. She was so wild and blunt in bed that I'd always been eager to fuck her.

But not anymore. Now I'm over her. She doesn't affect me anymore like she used to do.

"Leo—" Erica stepped closer. Tears began threatening to escape from her eyes.

"Do you have a company?" I heard Jane's voice and gave Erica a threatening glare to keep her mouth shut before answering Jane's question.

"Maid." I answered reluctantly. Guilt began enveloping me as I lied to her. Yet, I persisted the lying since I didn't want Erica's attempt of ruining Jane and mine relationship to become successful. "It's dinner time obviously. Who do you think could that be?" I let out an awkward chuckle and said, "See you tomorrow then."

"Bye." She said and I hung up the call.

"What do you want Erica?" I snapped without delay.

Her eyes shimmering with fake tears and in the next moment, she fell into my chest and began crying. I wanted to grab her shoulders and shove her away but I realised it would be rude when she hadn't done anything to deserve that.

I plunged my arms on either side of me and curled my fists.

"What do you want Erica? Little does I know you aren't here to show me how miserable you feel seeing Mr Hans suffering." I said calmly.

"Leo....." She lifted her head and looked at me with her glass like eyes. "Mario is inheriting everything to his son. I've seen the photocopy of the will, Leo. He hasn't mentioned me in it. Please baby, talk to him for my sake."

Oh! So that's the reason why she is here. The bitch. Hah! Always thinks about her benefits.

I removed her arms off me and stepped back. "Even if I could stop it, I wouldn't." I stated. If Mr Hans was determined to inherit everything to his son and didn't want to give a penny to Erica then there had been a valid reason behind it.

Suddenly, her expression turned furious and she hissed, "If he does that I'd come on street. His bastard son would never let me die in peace. He's made sure of that."

"Don't you have your savings?"

She shook her head, " I spent all of it on luxury."

For the first time in my life I felt pity for her.

I sighed pressing my thumb on my forehead, "All right. I'll talk to him."

***

"Morning, Mr Vincenzo."

"Morning, John." I greeted the guard back.

As I stepped into the elevator I frowned seeing my reflection in mirror. There was a leaf in my breast pocket. Who put this in my coat pocket?

I removed the leaf and threw it into the dustbin on my way to office. That was a really shameless leaf.

Since it was lunch time I hadn't seen Jane. I was late today. Last night when I arrived home after rendezvous at Mr Hans' it was already midnight. It didn't take much efforts to pursue Mr Hans for granting a little part of his fortune to Erica. I was cautious to make the communication formal. I didn't want him to become suspicious about my past affair with his wife. He considered my request and settled on granting 1 million dollars to Erica.

I hoped she wouldn't follow me from now on.

I sank into the chair and called the receptionist to bring me a hot and strong coffee. After awhile the receptionist came with coffee and left. When I was about to bring the mug to my lips the door burst opened and Erica appeared.

Fucking hell! She couldn't even let me enjoy my coffee.

"What the hell, Leo? I asked you to talk to Mario!" She yelled closing the door behind her. "And that's what he came up with—1 million dollars. My foot!"

I put the mug back on the table and leaned back. "You weren't supposed to get a penny, Erica. Your stars are bright that he listened me and got agreed to give you enough money to survive."

Her jaw clenched and she snapped, "I'll tell Mario about our affair."

I heaved a sigh and dismissed her with a lazy wave of my hand, "Go. Tell him. But make sure he won't kick you out of his house and make you pay double of the money he's offering you now."

Color drained off her face as reality hit her. Mario and his son Enrique together can make her life a living hell.

In the next moment, I noticed her approaching me but before I could've got the picture she threw the coffee on my pants.

"Fucking Bitch!" I hissed and stood abruptly. My dick was burning like hell.

Her lips twisted up in a nasty smirk, "That's how you feel when you burn in your own hell, Vincenzo." She looked down and gasped dramatically, "Oops, I hope I haven't done much damage."

I groaned and gave her a death glare that said—if-you-don't-get-the-fuck-out-of-my-office-I'll-throw-you-off-my-building.

She gave me a last nasty smirk that created an urge in me to puke, and then she whirled around to leave. My dick was burning so badly. I slid the pants down and called the receptionist to bring another one. Bitch! If she was opted to see me agonised she could've spilled the hot coffee on my chest. But why my dick?!

I pulled my briefs enough to take a peek of my penis. I sighed in relief that it was at the right place.

But Soon the relief replaced with confusion as I turned around and witnessed Erica kneeling before me. I paused in perplexity.

And then the door burst opened.

I blinked twice, thrice and multiple times but we're all here in my office. Jane was at the doorway while I'm at my desk and Erica on her knees in front of me.

A drop of tear fell across her cheek and then it hit me. Jane must've been assuming that I ditched her.

"It's not like you think. I can explain." I tried to reach her but tripped over my own pants. "Fuck!" Erica was about to reach me when I roused on my own feet and pulled up my pants. "Ja—"

"That's what Ryder said when I caught him fucking behind my back." Jane cut me and shook her head in disbelief. Oh god, she was so hurt I could tell that from her face. "You're not different than him Leo, excluding the fact that he'd never forced me to sleep with him."

I was taken aback from her statement. I admit there was a time when I became too flirty with her but I'd never forced her to sleep with me.

I tried to reach her but there's no way I could've done that as Erica opened her damn mouth.

"You know she will never be able to satisfy you like I do." She looked at Jane and smirked, "I know when you like to go fast and rough. When you bury yourself in a woman you don't just fuck her, you release the frustration, the anger that has been eating you like a plaque for years."

What the hell! Why she was dragging my past into this? I knew what she wanted—to see us getting apart. I looked at Jane and realised she wasn't furious anymore. She wanted to earn an explanation from me. But I don't think I could open with her regarding my past. I was too scared to tell her about that horrible period of my life that still haunts me.

I was afraid that she'd judge me.

"She looks too sensitive for your taste. I don't think she can handle the demon inside you." The bitch added.

That moment I couldn't come up with an explanation. I just couldn't.

My heart wretched to see her in pain. I wanted to go to her and kiss away the tears from her eyes.

"If you need me I'm a call away from you, Mr Vincenzo." Her gaze flickered between me and Erica and she rasped, "You may continue now." The moment I let her go was the exact moment when my fear won again. And love loses the ground.