He is a Nymphomaniac.

Rhehan quickly drove back to his beach house , anger still brewing up in his head. He was not somebody who picked up fights or even raised his volume, unless he felt he had been wronged. The status and image he had built up in these years was extremely precious to him, having tasted poverty and asault in his childhood. He, thus never even shouted at his employees and treated a janitor and manager with same respect.

Rhehan abruptly applied breaks of his car when his eyes fell on the mirror at his own face's reflection. It looked like his cheek had been painted crimson red to create a palm and five fingers. The mark was highly noticeable and this increased his fury even more.

"How dare she slap me and touch her dirty footwear to my face? Doesn't she know who i am? She is lucky that she got my attention but now she is going to be very unlucky".

Rhehan entered his home and rushed to his study to make a few calls.

"Hello, Ms. Su, Kindly transfer all my meetings to Bangkok HQ. I plan to stay here for one week."

" Hello, Jake. I need the list of all the shareholders of Fabiosa. Make it quick please. Thank you."

"Hi sweetheart.....

You once told me the fabiosa's lead model "Cheryl" is your best friend....

Can you please send her number.....

Offcourse not! I don't want to sleep with her. Its just you babes...

I just want to sign her for a new product....

Thank you....Bye."

Rhehan hung up the phone and a wicked smile sprung up on his face.

After back-to-back video calls and phone calls, Rhehan stepped out of his study at around 8:00pm and entered the bar. He avoided going personally to any meetings due to the imprint on his face. He desperately needed his favourite wine to calm himself down. The whole day he could not help but think about the audacity of that girl. After three hours, Rhehan was seven drinks down and his anger fuming up higher with every drink. By the end of tenth drink he had decided to confront her the next morning in the same place.

He did not realise that he was so engrossed in planning a revenge against Rose, he spent yet another night alone on his bed. Tossing and turning on his bed, Rhehan felt uneasy the whole night but it was not due to lack of sex but due to his craving for revenge.