"Who are you?"Audrey asked, curiously.

Tristan grimaced, recalling Dante had mentioned she had amnesia.

He wasn't really in a good mood,he had just gotten off the phone with one of the private investigator.There was still no news about Audrey and he wanted to punch something or yell out someone to let out his anger.

"I'm Sir Dante's PA, Tristan Montgomery"He said, impatiently waiting for her to take the flowers and parcel from him.

Audrey stared at him, closely,they had to have a close relationship for him to be the only person that looks familiar to her.

Perhaps,they were close friends.

"Are we close?I mean,were we close friends?"

Tristan frowned, staring at her eyes which unexpectedly looked so pure.

"I doubt if we can ever have a close friendship in this lifetime"He snapped.

"Why?"

He looked around, none of the guards or maids were close by,he suddenly wanted to tell her all the nasty things he had observed about her, probably because he was not in a good mood.

"You're a pompous snob.You think the world revolves around you and you always order me around as if I am your servant.And stop looking at me so innocently,you always looked down on me as well as everyone who you think you're greater than.Miss D'Aquanni, you're a...."

He trailed off seeing tears rolling down her cheeks.

Oh my God!

"I'm sorry,I was just... I didn't know what...."He tried to get out, frantically.

He looked around,he didn't expect she would cry,he thought she might just insult him then he would get the fuck out of her sight.

"Am I a bad person?"She gasped between sobs.

She didn't understand herself at all.Why was she easily affected by criticism?

"No..no.You're not.I just got out of line, please don't cry"He begged.

At that moment, Selena hurried down the stairs.

"Nadia,honey.What's wrong?"She asked, surprised to see her tears stained cheeks.

Audrey sniffed.

'Shit!'Tristan thought.

She was surely going to tell her mother that he said nasty things about her.

Selena could make him lose his job for this.

"Nothing,I just felt sad about having amnesia"Audrey replied.

Tristan's head snapped up, surprised.Was this really Nadia?

"Oh dear, don't think too much about it,you'll be fine"Selena turned to face Tristan and took the gifts."Thank u, Tristan.You can leave now"

He nodded curtly and walked away.

As soon as he got into his car,he leaned against the headrest.

Damn,he shouldn't have taken out his anger on her.

Though,what he said about her was the truth.

She was bossy and proud.

Why did she look so different today?

Something seem off with her but he couldn't put a hand to it.

She didn't even tell her mother what he had said.

Now,he was feeling guilty.

Even if he disliked her attitude,he should've kept his thoughts to himself.

She'd just survived a terrible accident and probably is very sensitive right now.

His mind drifted off to Audrey.

He never thought finding her would be this difficult.

And as each day passes,he couldn't help feeling agitated.

What if something bad has happened to her?

Audrey stared at her apartment.

Again,she felt disoriented.

Even if she can't remember anything from her past.

Why can't she just find anything, just something that looks familiar?

That would make her feel like she really is Nadia D'Aquanni.

Well, someone did looked familiar.

Tristan Montgomery.

But he hates her gut.

Thinking about him strangely made her feel sad.

"If you need to go anywhere,you just have to call me.Your mother said you shouldn't drive by yourself for the meantime"Ruggiero said.

Audrey doubted if she could drive anyway.

But then she was told she had drove while drunk.

How confusing.

"Your mother has stocked the house with everything you might need but if you want anything,you can call me or your mother"

Audrey nodded."Thank u, Ruggiero"

"My pleasure,take care of yourself"With that,he left her apartment.

Audrey looked around,she walked into the bedroom,there were a lot of pictures.

She picked up one picture.

It was as if she was staring at someone else.

This thought was so disturbing.

She walked into the dressing room and gasped.

"What do I need these many clothes for?"

Her eyes caught the shoe racks.

She swallowed staring at the heels.They were too high.

Did she love wearing them?

She located the kitchen.

Opening the refrigerator and cabinets,they were really stocked with foodstuff.

She smiled, bringing out some of them.

As she turned on the gas cooker.

She was glad she had discovered something she loves doing and that was definitely cooking.

Modeling!

'What do models do again?'Audrey thought, confused as she sat on one of the chairs in the dressing/make up room.

She was told two other models were participating in the shoot too, Rosalie and Agnes.

She was happy she was alone in the room.

She tried to think or remember something about modeling.

She should have an idea about her career, right?

She didn't want to make a fool out of herself.

The door opened,she looked up and froze seeing Dante walking into the room.

"How are you feeling,Nadia?I hope something has finally popped into your empty brain"He asked, sardonically.

Audrey looked away from him.

How come she's engaged to this man?

She slowly stood up.

"My brain isn't empty and soon enough I'll regain my memory"She said trying to sound bold but fails woefully.

Dante cocked an eyebrow seeing her face turning crimson,her bottom lip was between her teeth.

Was she nervous being around him?

This was also a new version of Nadia.

And the way she was biting her lip was very distracting.

"Stop doing that!"He ordered.

Audrey stared at him, confused.

"Stop doing what?"

"Stop looking so innocent,it doesn't suit you"He snapped.

She looked away from him, feeling totally perplexed.

How does one look innocent?

"Don't you have somewhere you need to be?"She choked out looking at the floor.

Dante's glare intensified.

He recalled when she had asked him to leave at the hospital.

It was as if she didn't want him anywhere close to her.

She should feel blessed that he was even standing here and talking to her.

"What's wrong with you,Nadia?Did you lose your memory and become stupid?"He took a menacing step forward.

She took a frightening step backwards.

She wanted him to leave so she could think of her problem at hand.How do models behave?

He took another step forward and she attempt to step back,but realized that he's backed her into a wall.

"Something seems off with you and not being able to detect it is truly disturbing"He cocked his head to the side, examining her as if he were the predator and she was the prey.

She bit her lower lip and suddenly he wanted to kiss her.

"If you don't step back,I am going to scream"She announced.

Dante blinked at her."Say what?"

"It's wrong to sexually harass a woman"

His jaw dropped."So this looks like sexual harassment to you?"

"Yes and it's as if you're going to rape me"She pointed out.

"Rape?"Dante was beyond shocked.

Even if he had been tempted to kiss her.

He had no plans of going beyond that.

And she was staring at him as if they hadn't had sex before.

Though,it was just once.It happened long ago and he was drunk.

She wasn't even a virgin.

But if he didn't know better or if they hadn't had sex before,he would think she was a virgin with the skittish moves she was displaying.

He moved back from her.

Audrey heaved a sigh of relief.

Dante shook his head."You really did lose your memory and become a psycho"He teased.

She wanted to argue but then,the door swung opened and Rosalie walked in.

"Oh hello Dante"She began, sweetly paying no mind to the other lady in the room.

"Rose, I've told the rest of your colleagues.Nadia has amnesia so in any case she can't remember you, don't be offended"

"Oh my!What happened to her?"Rosalie asked as if she didn't know.

"It's none of your business"Dante snapped.

Rosalie felt slapped.

Agnes walked in.

"I'll leave you ladies to get dressed"And then,he walked away.

"Nadia, I'm Agnes Gustavo,one of your colleagues"Agnes said holding her hand.

Audrey smiled.

"I'm sorry that I can't remember you"

"It's fine.Don't worry,I heard seeing things which remind you of your past would make you remember quickly so I'm sure you'll regain your memory soon enough"

Audrey smiled "I hope so"

Rosalie walked closer to her.

"Oh,I can imagine how confused you are right now, amnesia really sucks, doesn't it?"She asked, coldly.

Audrey nodded, timidly.She instantly didn't like this lady.

Rosalie frowned staring at her,the Nadia she knew was confident and always carried herself highly above others but now,she looks extremely shy.

The make up artists arrived and got down to business.

Agnes and Rosalie went out for their shoot, leaving Audrey and her make up artist.

"You're up next, Nadia.Hurry up and change"

Audrey could only see a bra and matching panties on a couch.

"Change into what?"She asked, confused.

"Those"The make up artist replied pointing out the bra and panties.

Audrey swallowed.

Holy Moses!she was going to take pictures in her underwears?

Dante stared at his watch,he had to be in a meeting soon so this shoot had to end quickly.

Agnes and Rosalie had taken a few shots but the main picture for the packaging of the cream was Nadia's.

The manager walked up to him.

"We can't find Nadia"He announced.

Dante scowled."What do you mean you can't find Nadia"

"The make up artist left her to change in the dressing room but when I got there to call her,the room was empty"

Dante's fist clenched.He didn't have time for this.Where the hell did she go to?

He lifted up his hand calling Tristan over.

"Look for her now,be fast about it!"

Tristan nodded, curtly and walked off.

"Miss D'Aquanni"Tristan called walking down the hallway.

He came by the women restroom.

He gently knocked on the door.

"Miss D'Aquanni,are you in there?"

"Yes"She replied, quietly.

Tristan sighed.Thank Goodness.

"Everyone's waiting for you,miss..."

"Why do you keep calling me that?"

"Well, before the accident,you don't joke with honorifics"Tristan replied, calmly.

He had to be as calm as possible,he wouldn't want her crying a river again.

"Drop the honorifics"She replied still not opening the door.

Tristan grimaced, slightly.That was quite strange of her.

"Okay,miss....em.... I mean, Nadia.I assume you're done in here,you have to go to the studio now"

"I'm uncomfortable. I don't like what I'm wearing"

"What are you wearing?"

"Underwears"

Tristan rolled his eyes."You've always done Photoshoot in your underwears"

"But this is barely covering anything.My ass cheeks are exposed are the bra is only covering my....my...."

"Nipples"Tristan snickered.

Did losing her memory suddenly made her prudish?

"Can you please get me my dress?"She requested, politely.

He sighed, knowing Dante would be losing his shit right now.

He hurried into the dressing room and came back with a dress.

He slowly knocked on the door again.

She opened the door a little bit and took the dress from him.

When she slipped it on,she opened the door and walked out then darted for the exit of the building.

Tristan quickly held her hand and turned her around to face him.

"I said everyone is waiting for you"He reminded.

She slowly sat on a chair in the lobby.

"I have no idea about modeling"She confessed, ruefully.

Tristan ran a hand through his hair,she had been a model for years so she ought to have the passion within her, right?

"It isn't that hard,you just have to strike a pose"

"How do you strike a pose?"She asked, curiously.

"Well,you...I think..."He placed his hands on his waist then brought one leg forward and bent his waist, bulging out his flat buttocks.

Audrey burst into laughter."You look ridiculous"She teased, laughing.

Tristan smiled, uneasily.Seeing her laugh made her look so lovely.

She reminded him of Audrey.

He recalled the situation on ground.

"Sir Dante's going to be so mad at you"He announced.

"Will he hit me?"She asked, frightenly.

"Of course not"Tristan retorted, quickly.

He had never seen his boss physically hurt a woman before.

"Then I'm not doing this shoot. I can't really do this in my underwear,I think I might freak out and embarrass myself"

"But...."

"Please, Tristan.Please find an excuse for me."She pleaded staring into his eyes.

Tristan looked away drawing air into his lungs.

She had called him his name before.

Why does this moment feel different?

And her eyes are so beautiful and he found himself succumbing to her wish.

"Fine.I'll make an excuse for you"He agreed.

She smiled, relieved."Thank you, Tristan"

'Stop calling my name',He thought.

"I'm sorry for treating you badly in the past,can we be friends now?"She asked, smiling.

He didn't know if he should like the new version of Nadia.

"Sure"He agreed, faintly.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

He nodded.

"It's as if this isn't me.I feel like I'm not supposed to be where I am right now.Everything feels so strange to me"

At that moment,he felt pity towards her.He imagined if he were to have amnesia.

He wouldn't know anything about his life,how he grew up, everyone he has met so far.Christ!That would be unbearable.

He slowly sat beside her.

"It's going to be okay, Nadia.I heard most people regain their lost memories, especially seeing things which are familiar to them.Don't worry,soon, you'll regain your memory"He assured.

He was sure that when she regains her memory,her proud self would surely return.

Audrey sighed.He didn't even understand what she was trying to say.Everyone kept saying she would regain her memory soon but nothing was familiar to her except him....except Tristan Montgomery.

"Can I tell you another secret?"

Tristan nodded.

"Dante is scary"

Tristan laughed at her guts.

"He...."

"Hmm"

They both turned to see who had cleared his throat.

It was Dante.

He was glaring at them, obviously,he had heard the last thing she said.

They froze.