Chapter 105: Chapter 105

(Avery's Thoughts)

We agreed to meet at the apartment that I just sold. Well, the contract is yet to be finalized so I just needed to put up with his tricks for the last time.

To be honest, I actually didn't even want this day to come. Yet, I need to sell the apartment to him since, I needed the money to buy a house in France. Another thing is, I don't have the money to pay him three-folds.

I bite my lips out of frustration every time I remembered how he tricked us. He is as sly as a fox. No wonder, he is able to expand their domain in terms of hotels and accommodation.

How dare him used the same tactics with me. I will show him what I am capable of. I will drain him with his money, and I will ask for renegotiation.

Then I take a shower and picks up a nice seductive dress to tease him and leads him to give me what I want.

Before I finish, my phone rings, and I see Jeff's name flashing on the screen.

"Oh my goodness!" I utter. I totally forgot about telling him. Should I mention or not?

Here I go again, with the same dilemmaI should tell him or not about the real buyer.

"And besides, he will just worry for nothing. He won't be able to concentrate at the shop, which he totally needs to do given his uncle's condition," I convince myself.

I finally come up with thee decision to just ignore his calls for a while until I secure a better deal with Dmitri.

After fixing myself, and checking the documents that I need, I head to my old apartment.

I am about to call an uber when a car honks at me. And yes, it was a very familiar luxurious car, with an AI named Greta.

As soon as the car honks at me, people at the entrance of the hotel look at me. When Dmitri gets off the car, peolpe begin to murmur.

I hear one woman say, "Isn't he the young billionaire who owns tons of hotels? "

"Wow, isn't she a lucky girl?" another one says.

I sigh, and glare at him as he approaches me, "Why do you have to do this? We agreed we should see each other at the apartment right? Not in an open space like this! People will see and may I remind you, you are not an ordinary person. Haven't you learned your lesson? "

But despite my fuming yapping, he just smiles at me ang gently leads me to his car. He opens the car door for me and cover my head as I get in.

Then he closes the door and drives off.

I am quiet the whole time and doesn't actually have plans to speak when Greta suddenly speaks up, "What's wrong? Why are you so quiet? Would you like to play me some music, Dmitri?"

Then he looks at me, "What song do you like, Avery?" he asks me.

""Why are you asking me," I hiss at him.

Then Greta speak again, this time, she directs her statement at me, "Long time no hear, Avery. Sorry I didn't know you were here. I just hope, they would upgrade me so I can scan who's sitting next to Dmitri."

I am surprised by Greta's skills communicating. So I answer her, "No, it's fine, Greta, I am sure you are going to have a hard time figuring out the women he brought inside this car," I jest.

But Greta's response shocks me, "You are mistaken, Avery. Dmitri hasn't let anyone in except him and you," then the two of us exchanged looks.

Dmitri clears his throat, "Greta, I think that's too much information," he says. I look at him but he avoids my gaze.

"My bad, is it supposed to be confidential, my mistake, Dmitri, I think I'm gonna need another update," she says with her robotic accent.

We thought everything's done but Greta reveals more information, "Then, please tell me what other things are confidential. How about you searching for her whereabouts for a whole year? How about you searching for her social media accounts that were deleted? How about you dropping by in every location you've been with? Are those confidentials, too?"

Dmitri says nothing and just tightens the grip around the steerring wheel.

"Greta, I think not anymore. I've heard all of it after all," I answer her queries.

Then suddenly, she displays pictures of me on the screen. I see Dmitri’s face panics for the first time, and then he swipes down the screen and locks it, so I won't see anymore.

Then with his authoritative voice, he commands he" Greta shut down now. You really need an upgrade."

Then Greta's system disappear. I remember the photos and those were in France, my first months in France. I wouldn't forget the clothes I had.

"Dmitri, you knew all along? Have you been following me around? " I confront him.

But he ignores my question and tret me with utter silence.

"Hey, answer me? Did you know where I was all this time? " I ask him again in a louder manner.

"Avery, can we talk later, I am driving!" he responds shortly.

"Then, pull over, I want to know the truth, please?" I beg him in a calmer manner.

But he doesn't listen, instead, he steps on the gas pedal and speeds up. So I quietly wait for his response.

Minutes after, we arrive at the drop-off point of my old apartment. But his mood has changed, he rudely throws the key to the valet boy and storms in the building. I ask for an apology on his behalf, and then follows the angry Dmitri.

Luckily, he holds off the elevator for me, but still, he hasn't said any word, and until we reach my apartment door, the only thing I hear from him was this, "Keycard?"

And I hand it over to him.

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(Dmitri’s Thoughts)

I storm out of my car and quickly go inside the building. Thanks to Greta's information she finally knew.

"Way to go, Greta!" I sigh as I speak to myself. I see her making faster strides so I hold the elevator for her.

"Why does she want to know the truth? What changes would it make? Why do I even have to tell her if the result would still be the same?" these are the thoughts running through my mind.

As the elevator dings, I go out immediately and ask for her keycard.

When we are inside the apartment, I go straight to the living room, and loosen my necktie and unbutton a portion of my shirt.

"Shit! I feel suffocated, what the hell is wrong with me?"

But with just the two of us inside the apartment, I can’t no longer stop myself. As soon as our eyes meet in the living room, I pull her closer to me. I forcibly hold her in my arms and starts kissing her.

She struggles at first but I hold her tighter, then I lift her from the floor and bring her to the bedroom.

Once again, I am talking advantage of this. I am such a jerk, but I, I can’t give her away to someone else.

My mind is confused. As I lay her down on the bed, I distance myself.

"Fuckshit, Dmitri!" I Curse aloud, and she watches me.

She stares at me for a long time, then she begins to speak while brawling her eyes out, “Dmitri, why did you come back, I can’t get you off my mind, I would go crazy because of you. Just kiss me, please. Just fucking kiss me.”

And because of her invitation, I kiss her harder.