My heart flattered.

I became clear about the whole issue. I wondered who I was not to think of anything related to that. Was I dumb or just naive? I could not answer that question. I could not believe that things would go easy that way, but we just cleared the easiest part. We had to bring the whole of Miami Group down. I had no interest in the whole group, but when I heard Fazio's foolish speech, I began to. I thought the Miami book company was the only headache we have, but I got to realise the fact that it was not the company, it was the people behind it.

"Do you think they betrayed one another?" I asked Hart as I pinched my fingers.

"To them, betrayal is nothing. Firstly, since we know Fazio's secret, we have to show it to him that we scammed him. Else, we will die. We can't kill that man, neither can we kill Fazio. We have to run." Hart suggested. We had just returned from Fazio's home. The biggest problem was that the person he asked us to execute was someone we could not. It was the previous man we saw when we entered. He was the boss of American mafia.

"But, what if Fazio retaliate?"

"Then, we have to do all what it takes to kill him. " Hart said. I was frightened by his words.

"What? Boss, do you not think this is getting too much? We cannot kill anyone because of business. We are just a book company. " I replied, by this time, scared that Hart might do something to me.

"There are two things I want to show my grandfather before his death. First is the rise of L'art book company. I want to show him that I, Hart, can handle things. I am the rightful owner of the L'art book company and I will always be. Second, you. I want to show him that I have you, as my fiancee. No matter what, I will always stand by my words even if I will have to kill someone." Hart explained. I was a bit touched about what he said. I was part of his reasons? I was one of his list? I was his fiancee? I was going to marry him? Millions of thoughts like that ran through my mind.

" I am your fiancee? Do you even know what you are saying sir? You have not officially proposed to me. But out of a blue, I am your fiancee?" I asked trying to be annoyed even though I was pleased.

"This is my own way of proposing. I want to get married to you instantly. Why? Should I bring a ring? Or, I should kneel and ask properly? If that is what you want, I will do it for you". Hart said.

"Sir, are you ignorant or just dumb? You knew all those but chose to do all these? The more I know you, the more surprised I am. " I did not tend to believe it.

"Maya did not like it. I was fond of such things. "This brought me to reality. Anger boiled inside me.

"Then, am I Maya? If you know you have not gotten over her, then why don't you die and meet her in the after life? I do not know that the heck you are thinking but there is something I know for sure, the fact that you have not gotten over Maya. And, do you think I will forget that fact?" I said as I cried out of anger.

"I have gotten over her, from the end. The day she died, my love died with her. I do not like her any longer. Instead, I lust her. She made me like this, because of her, I had to risk my life. I had to get hurt because of her. I did everything for her. I know I was not responsible for her happiness, but, I did things that I thought would make her happy. Even after her father died, I stayed beside her despite knowing she was an orphan. I held her hands and told her to cry over me. I loved her. She was the first. But, she chose to be with another guy. Maybe if she had been with me till the end, I would have felt resentful. But because she left me, she died, I strangely have this feeling of peace. I have no resentment towards her. Why? She got what she deserved. The fact that I was able to endure through her death meant that I could do anything to survive. Even if I had to kill someone. One of the things I have to do to survive is to get married. Now, I love you. I sincerely mean it. " Hart explained.

"Is it love or pleasure? I think I want you, not love you. I strangely mistook love for pleasure. But, after all what you said, I could not feel a spark. Sometimes, I feel uncomfortable around you. I tried all my best to get you to want me not to love me, not to talk of marrying me. So, is it love you have for me or pleasure?" I asked as tears rolled down my cheeks. I knew I might end up regretting it but the fact that I said that gave me a relief of mind.

"I finally understand the whole issue. What I have for you is not pleasure, it is love. You love me because you want me, I want you because I love you. Nevertheless, I will make you love me for real. You may not know your true feelings because you are mad at me. I will give you the chance for you to love me. The fact that you mistook love for pleasure made me know something, the truth. I had always done so, I had always longed for the truth. I had always longed for someone to confess her love for me. But, no one. Every other girls will be like 'I like you', but none of them has said they wanted me or they loved me. You are the first lady to tell me you want me. And because of that, I love you more." His words pierced through my heart, I looked at his eyes with damn glistening eyes. I felt good by what he said, I thought he would get mad at me for wanting him, but he gave me a chance to love him. Actually, I used that to test him. I loved him, not only did I want him.

"I think the case is closed now. Let us get back to business. " He said.

"Okay sir. " I replied ignoring the key point.