|| KIERA STEVENS'S POV ||

" Why are you here?", my voice turned out to be low, lacking the confidence that held during the time of his humiliation. I openly said that we weren't related to each other. He was exceptionally calm from that time, personally driving his ODI without any guards following him. I didn't want to get in his car but he insisted on following me if I didn't get in.

He looked tired and exhausted. I guessed that he just made a quick trip here from Italy.

Why?

Although I knew the answer, I couldn't bring it to my lips. He replied with a deep tone, always...