Fathia thought, her grip loosened a bit when they arrived at the basement of the building that Fathia couldn't possibly forget. Tian's apartment. In fact not. Even Fathia felt that Tian was pulling her more and more until she felt breathless. Just to keep up with Tian's steps, Fathia was overwhelmed.

"Om," Fathia finally complained. They were in a special elevator that took them right in front of Tian's apartment door. "Sick."

"Sick? Did I hurt you?" Tian asked worriedly and suddenly, he was like a kidnapper. He loosened the grip on his hand. He immediately brought Fathia's hand that had been grasped closer. Staring at him intensely made Fathia...