Chapter 9


    ??It is not because of the money, Tristian.??


    He seemed to be so confused. I chuckled.


    ??So, this code costs around 500K and you are not selling it not because of the money?! It could solve


    all of my life issues, you know! You said I can have it!??


    I kissed his cheek.


    ??These types of codes are actually double ended swords. Without proper authorization and legal


    formalities, it would end up in disaster. Thepanies that has contacted me so far, have refused to


    sign those ??legal?? stuff. The code itself is not a biggie. It could really effect the privacy of many


    people and of course will cause lot of trouble if vital information leak out.??


    ??I still do not get it.??


    ??Mmm know this. Many of the applications or programmes we use has the capability of leaking


    everything. The only reason it is not happening is because we have certain standards and procedures


    to follow through. It is like, every person has the capability to be a thief, the reason why majority are not


    doing it, is because of our police. And the police are capable of doing it only because we have legally


    tied ourselves to this country as citizens. It goes both ways.??


    ??So, your codes do not have it???


    ??Not yet, when we handover the programmes, we are handing over the legal liabilities too. If anything


    to happen after the selling, I should not be prosecuted. Thepanies that have reached me yet are


    increasing the amount day by day but they refuse to sign some deals.??


    ??They want to use your code for nasty stuff and hold you ountable.?? His eyes were popping out.


    Iughed. ??Yes, if I epted the deal and handed over the code just like that, if a situation rises, I


    would be the one to go to jail.??


    ??Jail??? Tristian squeaked. ??For how long???


    ??A very long time, depending on the severity. That is why I told you, I can give you this code, but you


    have to find a goodwyer and make your buyers sign the deal, no matter the amount.??


    Tristian was scowling at the sofa. I shook my head. One of the reasons I had a panel ofwyers was


    because of these kind ofplications.


    And why mom had added uses and uses in the contract tying our business venture under her


    empire. If any of thepanies thought it would be cute to go rogue and make me a scapegoat they


    would be facing Truscott Co., not me or Jason at the court.


    Jason was disappointed when I said, I could not start apany with him. He thought I did not trust


    him enough. I had to finish my post-graduation or turn twenty-five to start my ownpany.


    I told him if I was ever to start one, it would be with him.


    No one would believe me, but that child cried a lot.


    Mom said she would finance him if he wanted to start his own business after the internship, but he said


    he wanted me as his co-owner and partner. So he was climbing up the ropes and weavings until I


    finished my studies.


    ??If you are serious about wanting that code, tell me. It needs lot more of work, it crashes after every


    fifth run and I have to manually restart it each time. I am working on it. So the pen-drive in your hand is


    actually useless.??


    Tristian was deep in thought. These codes,puters, robots came naturally to me, so it was amusing


    to see someone go clueless on it.


    ??Tristian.?? I shook his shoulders and he jumped.


    He smiled rather forcefully. ??The things you do, are dangerous. I was joking about the code, precious.


    If I need it, I will let you know.??


    I sighed and leaned on his shoulders.


    I was waiting for that moment. That moment when I would feel the irresistible urge to kiss his lips and


    wee him inside me.


    It had not happened yet. Tristian waspletely okay with it. He had figured I was going through a


    very difficult time of my life when we met at the bar.


    Andst night, kind of proved him right too.


    I was dreaming of ??him?? too often, and all of it was not peaceful. I woke up at night feeling really out


    of ce, the feeling of something not... normal.


    I was surprised not to see Tristian beside me. He would sleep at the far end corner curled up like a cat.


    So, I went in search of him and found him in my work area crouched on the floor.


    ??Tristian? What are you doing???


    I was surprised he did not squeal, but he lost his bnce and fell sideways.


    ??What is going on??? I asked doubtfully.


    ??I was reading but the wind blew off my book mark.?? He sat up and pulled off the book mark under


    the table with a pencil.


    ??It iste. Come back to bed.??


    The open window was creepy. Was someone looking at us? I squinted my eyes.


    Could not see anything in the dark.


    I closed it and covered it with curtains.


    The feeling was still there.


    Just paranoia. I was letting someone else to my heart which was upied by him. Of course I would


    feel this way but... It was okay. I would go away in time.


    I kissed Tristian??s forehead and hugged him. I rubbed his cheeks with my thumbs.


    ??Do not stay upte.??


    He gave me a smile; was it forced? ??I could not sleep well; I am sorry for worrying you.??


    ??Hmm, you were not there.??


    He nodded and tried to walk away.


    ??Tristian.??


    He froze.


    ??If youe in here, do not touch this.?? I showed him theptop connected to that phone which was


    what keeping my location hidden from him.


    He chuckled. ??I was not snooping.??


    ??Never said you were, some of my programmes are... trouble.?? Dangerous was the correct word. ??


    I do not want you to be hurt.?? Hurt by ??him.??


    He nodded and went to the stairs.


    ??Tristian.??


    He turned around smiling. ??Yes, beautiful???


    I went to him and hugged him close. ??You would tell me if you are in trouble, wouldn??t you? Even if it


    is small, you will tell me, right???


    ??I am not in any trouble.??


    ??Just...??


    ??Yes, I will tell you. How about you tell me about this troubling codes, tomorrow.??


    That was what we were doing. He was fascinated. Now, just confused.


    Adorable.


    He jumped like someone threw a stone at him.


    ??Let us go out to dance.?? He pulled me up from the sofa.


    ??You don??t dance.??


    ??I don??t. You do. You are worried, you lost your passion. Come on.?? The dork was trying to dance


    but ended up thrusting his hips awkwardly to his sides.


    Iughed.


    What was there to lose? Either I could dance or I could watch this adorable... was he having a seizure?


    Nope, just some move he was trying to do. I was so going to have fun. I followed him to the bedroom.


    I wished that moment came faster. I wanted to have a serious rtionship with him and it would not


    happen if I did not feel like kissing his lips or having sex with him.


    I snorted.


    Ironic wasn??t it?


    With the person I was not supposed to have a rtionship with, I could not stop the lust from bubbling


    out and with the person I was supposed to have the rtionship with, I could not find that moment that


    made a slut.


    I should give myself more time; the moment came out of nowhere with ??him?? too.


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    We were under a tree doing something that put kindergarten kids in shame. We were silly all the time.


    A grown man and a college boy ying tags and peek-a-boo was...whatever, we had fun.


    It was way before he left me for someone else. It was moments before I figured that what I was feeling


    for him was not friendship.


    Out of nowhere I became hyperaware of his touch on my hands and the smell of his sweat behind me.


    I had this insane urge of doing something.


    I watchedughter and mirth leaving his eyes and his smile slowly dropped and he stared at my lips.


    I wetted them for him and he panted through his mouth.


    I wanted his lips on mine, I wanted that hands on my body, I wanted to feel...


    Frankie stopped us from going further than staring.


    It was only when I hid behind the tree when Frankie came calling for us did I know that I changed. Or


    else, why would I hide?


    I hid because I lost my innocence.


    Would I feel same with Tristian? I had to.


    ??The club is really packed.?? When had we reached here? I was so deep in thoughts.


    Of him!


    I wanted to cry but Tristian pulled me to the bar.


    I danced until my unused muscles started protesting. Should have stretched beforeing here.


    I turned to Tristian who was bobbing his head to the beat and gently tapping his feet. That was dancing


    too, I would pinch anyone who judged my boyfriend.


    ??Will be back.?? I shouted to his ears and went to the rest room, I was sweating.


    Someone pulled me back to the dance floor clutching my right wrist in his hold. The man had pinned


    my back on his chest with his other hand on my waist, squeezing hard.


    I froze.


    Familiar!


    I felt wetness of tongue and the man rubbed his lips all over the side of my neck.


    ??Nggmm.?? I moaned. The moment came where the lust was bubbling up.


    Need! Want!


    I was left cold the next very second.


    HIM!!!


    It was him!!!


    I could feel the burn on my wrist.


    Oh my God!


    Tristian.


    Tristian!!! Did he get Tristian? Where was he?


    I could not find him. ??TRISTIAN.??


    I was worried sick. If he was here... ??TRISTIAN.??


    ??What is wrong? I got you a water bottle.??


    I hugged him throwing my hands around.


    ??I want to get out of here, we have to get out of here, Tristian.??


    ??What is wrong, precious???


    ??Please. Let us go.??


    ??We are going. Come one, we are going.??


    It was him.


    No one else could. It was him.


    I stared at my right wrist under the cab light.


    It still burned. It was him.


    Only he could...could...make me feel.


    How did he find me?