"N...N...N...Nothing I guess," she replied nervously.

"You have no idea!" he smirked at her, feeling like a helpless fool.

He quickly retraced the grip from her arms and took a step back, unwillingly.

"I should better leave," he said fuming in anger again.

"What? No! Wait!" she shouted at him.

But before she could say anything further, Rhehan was already sprinting out of the premises.

Rose was stunned at his reaction. What got into him? He has been pursuing me from so many days! Now when I want to make things better between us, he ran away like a scared mouse! Why is he so difficult to comprehend? Shouldn't I be the one having mood swings and nervousness. Why is it always the other way around with us?

Rose contemplated for a while. Is he scared that I might beat him to shit again? Hmmm...Maybe. He actually came close to me, when I was helpless and alone. If I act like a helpless damsel, will he come back to save me? It's worth a try!

Meanwhile....

Rhehan drove back to his beach house, frustrated at himself. He was cursing his rashness and bad temper which made things so difficult for him. He did not have enough guts to confess the truth before Rose now. Maybe he should just stop seing her. Atleast, she will not hate him then.

By the time he entered his home, it had started pouring heavily. The weather had dropped considerably and the lush green gardens of the beach house were now shining clean.

Rhehan headed straight to the bar and sat down at a couch facing the enormous glass window. The view from the window was somthing people would pay millions to enjoy. The beautiful gardens of the house were full of exiquisite trees and flowers. A well maintained pool and an artificially created pond gave an aesthetic feel to his home. Just outside the short boundary wall was the beautiful and tidy private beach of Excel Corporations.