Tugging a pink towel around her wet body she came out of the steaming bathroom standing before the rack. After looking at the varieties of dresses, and casuals hanging before her, Scarlet could not decide on what to choose. She was speechless. If only she could afford it she wanted to buy the entire wardrobe. Little did innocent Scarlet know Ace talked to sister Mary to get her permission in bringing her with him to Pennsylvania, to pursue her education and maybe help her start a career in his concern itself. He is a renowned businessman in pharmaceuticals and nutrition is a sub branch of medicine. Employing her in his firm will not be a big deal to him and she would get a good break if she starts her career from Johnson group of Industries. How was Scarlett's life going to turn with the intervention of Ace? Will he become the knight

She had fallen in love with the right person at the wrong time. Why did she  have to go drunk at the bar and meet this charismatic entrepreneur in the first place? And of all the places in Perth, why should she take refuge only under his roof. Yes, it sounds like a fairy-tale but unfortunately it is not and the reality of her life.   She could not continue her education in a university where she had worked so hard to win a scholarship because of Lothario who tried to rape her. Why should she bear the brunt of actions for a crime that she has not committed? Carl is not dead. And whatever she did to him was under the grounds of self-defense. Otherwise she would have been dead today. However she also knew taking rounds of the court her hairs would turn gray but with no justice. When she needed someone's help the most, Ace

Scarlet decided to leave Ace's home. Nevertheless, when she was acting on it a gut wrenching feeling of sadness occupied the pit of her stomach. The very origin of the thought got emptiness in her heart. This is what she wanted. Then why was she feeling sad instead of staying happy?  A lone tear fell out from the corner of her eye. Scarlet gulped and quickly wiped the tear away as if it was blunder not to be committed at any cost. This was the moment of happiness, not meant for crying, she pep-talked to herself. Scarlett contemplated if she needed to inform Ace of her leaving the house but the scene that went the previous morning rehearsed in her brain. Ace almost broke the wall with anger. Her heart missed a beat with fear and she decided not to inform him of anything. 

Sania wasn't able to understand the cryptic declarations of her protector but one thing was clear. She was idealistically attracted to him. Her complete body was on an ache to be touched by him and tingles erupted in her nerves yearning for his hands on her body. She drew herself closer to him and he pressed his palms on her back in protectiveness. Not an iota of air could pass between them. The warmth of his skin pressed hard against her, transformed Sania into a different world. She ducked her head in the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent and everything around felt non-existent. It was only him and her. In a fraction she felt heated, solicited by an uncontrollable desire. His canoodle ignited a spark in her rioting nerves and her heart began to beat rapidly against his chest. He certainly could feel it. She knew because moments later he stared back into her eyes in an alarm. "Sania" he called her in a warning. "This isn't good." He commanded her. "What do you mean? What

The next morning was a weekend. Ace knew Scarlet had to go to the university since she was having examinations.  Last week when the exams were conducted, Angel was sick and Scarlett took a few days leave from college to look after her. Thus she missed her tests. Ace made Scarlett apply for re-exam and got it approved. She shouldn't be missing her high grades at any cost, especially because of him or Angel. Otherwise it will kill him every second with guilt.  This morning he got up early and cooked breakfast for her since the previous night she stayed till late mid-night to study.  "Good morning!" He greeted Scarlett when she went into the kitchen to cook something for breakfast.