"Huh? What did you say?" Itzel questions in confusion about what she heard from him. Dmitri straightens up immediately in alert. Thank God he did not say anything about his real name! At least he did not say that he loves it when she calls him Ruc with love! That would have been too much of a sacrifice for his plan now..."Uh, I said that...uh..I like it when you call me Mr. Taylor. Yeah, that was what I meant!" He rambles off quickly. "But I like it even more when you call me Mr. butler." He mumbles lowly and Itzel's eyes flicker between his own before she blinks and lets her head lower to ogle the glass of turmeric milk in her hand which has now comparatively cooled down. She brings the tumbler near her lips and takes a quick sip almost risking her tongue to get burned. And almost immediately, Dmitri gets hold of her hand which is holding the glass and takes it out of her hold setting it on the nightstand before cupping her face in between his palms gently but with sudden urgency. "

The consistent ringing of her phone wakes Itzel up from her nice slumber. Picking it up from the nightstand, she flutters opens her eyes and squints her eyes back at the glaring screen of her phone. After being able to adjust a few seconds later, she sees Damon's name displaying on the caller id. But as she is going to pick the call, it disconnects as it has ringed for a good thirty seconds. When her wallpaper is displayed on the screen, she finds that it is only one in the morning. What is up with Damon now? She thinks before her eyes find the icon of receivd text messages which she has missed to read. Clicking them open, she sees a total of three messages. All are from Dam. 'Hey, Itsi! You up for tonight, right?' The first one reads. 'You had said that you wanted to meet the boss to talk about something with him, so we are going for that tonight. The boss is free after midnight.' The second one says.'So, be ready by then. I will be down your balcony waiting for you at around one.

As soon as Damon drops her off from where he had picked her up, Itzel makes a quick dash towards her room after saying a quick goodnight to Damon. Hastily climbing up her way to her room by her balcony railings, she gets in and rushes straight into the bathroom. When she finds herself standing infront of the washroom mirror, she risks a glance at her reflection. With the corner of her eyes briming with unshed tears, her whites are now bloodshot. A sob pushes past her lips causing her to press them together tightly and shuts her eyes too. "Why?" She lets out a quiet whisper only to herself as she is all alone in there. "Why do you have to come back into my life now, Ruc?" She questions to no one in particular. "Why did you say that 'you need me'? Is it because that girlfriend of yours is no longer with you? Or you are bored with her already?" She continues like a mad woman talking to herself infront of the mirror. "WHY?" All of a sudden, she screams out in confusion, frustration and de

Damon pulls his car up infront of the Singh mansion. Coming out of the car, Itzel murmurs a quiet goodbye to him before making her way inside the mansion. While sitting in the car, Damon can't help but feel miserable as he can't do a fucking thing to help her ease the embarrassment that she must be fighting through right now. Though she did not show anything on her face, Damon knows exactly how she is feeling right at this moment. Inspite of her sporting a nonchalant look all throughout, he can still feel the waves of embarrassment and disappointment coming off of her. She is disappointed in herself, embarrassed because of herself. And Damon can't help but don himself responsible! The thing she had to go through back at that restaurant is just because of him. If only he had not drawn Itzel into this mess! Back in her room, Itzel makes her into her bathroom ever so slowly. Not because she is enjoying it but being so mentally exhausted has made her sluggish. She could feel her eyes burn

Okay, this is something really impulsive to just come and straight away threatening Itzel to not get married to Archer! Dmitri knows that but right now, keeping all the logics and reasoning in the back of his mind, all he wants to assert to her that he will do anything in order to cease her chances of marriage with Archer. But so far, looking at her face which is flushed red with anger as she squints her eyes causing her forehead to crease and her jaw is visibly clenched and twitching too. By the look of it, she is surely going to explode on him and Dmitri is somewhat prepared for her outburst. But his decision about ruining their chances at marriage is going to waver. She opens her mouth but before she could utter a word, the voice of a man cuts her off. "Hello, sweetheart!" The man says ignoring Dmitri who is still leaning on Itzel. "Ready to go for it now?" He asks her. Itzel's eyes go big as he casually saunters near the table where she is sitting at before making himself comfort