I woke up early because Ian told me he would leave for his mom early. When I entered the park, Ian was talking to a girl. That girl was super hot and she was constantly putting her hands over his shoulder or arm. She kept blushing and Ian was smiling. A rage coursed through my body and I walked up to them.

I instantly held Ian's hand and kissed his lips as if I were marking my territory. Ian was taken aback by my action but he smirked and kissed me back. I smiled and looked at the girl victoriously. Ian introduced each other by name and that girl said goodbye to us.

When he walked away, Ian looked at me. "What was that?"

When he kissed me back, my anger started to fade. Now he asked me the question, and my anger came back with double the intensity, and I snarled. "That you need to tell me, what was that? Who that girl was, and why you both were touching each other casually?"

Ian squinted and pointed to where that girl was standing. "She is my client and I wasn't touching her."

I grunted and kept my hands at my waist. "But you were not stepping back when she was touching you and by the way, why do you never tell me about your work?"

Ian's tone now changed to get annoyed. "Because you never ask."

I looked into his eyes. "What exactly do you do that your client was wearing micromini clothes?"

Ian raised his brow. "I owned..."

I don't know what has gotten into me and I raised my hand. "You know what? stop it because I am not interested."

I turned around and walked away from him. I thought he would call me or follow me but he didn't do anything and I came back to my room with tears in my eyes. I don't know why but I was not able to breathe properly. I sat at the edge of my bed and was about to fall back but my phone buzzed. It was Ian. "Renna, I am at your hotel. There is no room booked under your name; please tell me your room number. We need to talk."

I couldn't hold back and replied. "819."

After a few minutes, I heard a knock on my door. I took a deep breath and walked up to the door. When I opened the door, Ian pushed me back and came inside, shut the door behind him, and pinned my hands to the side wall. My face was buried in his chest and he clenched his jaw. "Don't you dare to shut me off ever like that?"

I looked into his eyes. "Was she hot?"

Ian flared his nostrils. "I don't know and am completely not interested in getting to know about it."

I opened my mouth but he hovered his lips over mine and shushed me. "Shh... Listen to me now; I owned a gym and she was my client. Trust me, I never check out any client or other girl like I do to you."

If it were any other guy than Ian, I would have panicked, but with him, I am feeling loved. Even though he pins me to the wall, his hands are gentle with me. I could set myself free, but I don't want to push him away; I don't want to go away from him.

I begged him in my trembling voice. "Kiss me. Ian. please."

He looked at me for a while and when I said. "Please." once again, he grunted and smashed his lips over mine. His hands moved to my neck. My hands were still pinned to the wall even after the removal of his hands. Ian whispered while kissing. "What are you doing to me, Ren?"

The kiss and touch consumed me, so I couldn't respond. His hands reached the hem of my top and pulled it over my head. I was wearing a bra under my top but when his eyes landed on my half-popped-out breasts, I gasped. He slipped his hands under my thighs and lifted me.

I wrapped my hands around his neck. Ian looked at me like he was asking for my permission to go further. I nodded and he buried his face between my neck and shoulder. Ian started a kissing trail from my neck and now his lips are between my breasts.

The slit of my pussy opened when he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist. Although he was wearing a shirt and I was wearing my yoga pants, I was still feeling heat emerging inside my pussy. Ian wrapped his lips around my nipples over my bra.

My head fell back and I squeezed my eyes as it felt like, after centuries, someone was watering my barren soil. I didn't want him to stop; I wanted to be lost in this moment forever but the universe had some other plans and Ian's phone started to ring.

Ian kept caressing my nipples from his mouth but when his phone didn't stop ringing, he cursed and stopped. Ian gently put me down and pulled out his phone from his back pocket. My eyes fell on his screen, the name "Agatha" flashing on his screen.

He looked at me. "I am sorry but she wouldn't stop until I..."

I nodded in the middle of his sentence. He shook his head and picked up his call. "Yeah, I am coming."

He listened and then he said. "Okay, see you soon."

I had no time to pick up my top and wear it, so I covered myself with my arms. Ian tucked his phone in his back pocket and looked at me. He kept his hands over my arms. "Hey, it's me, Ian. Look at me."

I looked into his eyes. He kissed my lips. "There is no need to hide anything because I wouldn't do anything without your consent."

I smiled and nodded. Ian sighed and pressed his lips. "Renna, I gotta go but trust me, if it was up for me, I wouldn't leave."

I cupped his face. "I know but now you should go before it gets difficult for me to let you go."

Ian kissed me again and walked out of my room.