Recalling the kiss, Ilya congratulated himself for managing to stay cool and not explode in rage, but he was not unaffected. From the day he met her it all went in circles, with every next scenario getting grimmer, and Ilya was sick of it.
Ilya shook his head inwardly while thinking how her having a boyfriend is a good thing.
He released a slow breath. What should I do? I can't let her go, and I can't be with her either. Ilya didn't want to think any more of it. In that case, there is only one thing to do.
He need to put an end to this foolishness. Ilya whipped out his phone, and dialed the first woman's number he found in his contacts.
"Yes. My place. One hour. I will send the address."
The knock at his door came almost forty minutes later. "Come in!"
"I didn't know you owned such a big spa-" And that was the last word Selena got out before Rocean's mouth crashed into hers'.
