Hi everyone I'm back and I think I am so much better now. I took a well needed break from writing and it's going to pay off. In the last chapter of Forbidden everyone was left wondering why Dimitri was in America. Now all of those questions will be answered.

Previously on Forbidden:

"Hi," the man said smirking, "My name is Dimitri Belikov."

I stared at the man in front of me and my mind went blank. He looked older than when I last saw him. His face looked wearier, his eyes more tired. He looked more like his father.

"What are you doing here?" I asked still in shock. My eyes flickered to Adrian who was slowly but surely easing away, leaving me alone with a man I hadn't seen in two years.

"That certainly wasn't the way I expected to be greeted but okay." His voice was shrouded in hurt, but I was too distracted by the nostalgia that his voice brought to my heart to care.

"What did you expect?" I asked sharply, "For me to jump into your arms?"

His eyes pierced into mine as if he couldn't believe what I had said. The smile on his face completely turned around. "I would have liked that. America has obviously made you bitter." His accent got heavier.

"No, America has not made me bitter, that man standing in front of me appearing out of nowhere has made me bitter." I shook my head and turned around about to head out the door. I didn't want him here. I left Russia because I hated mostly everything there. I could not bear being there anymore. Dimitri being here again just made me remember all of that, and all those memories made me angry.

Dimitri grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him. His face came rushing towards mine as he pulled me in. He kissed me like he had so many times before. It took me a minute but I kissed him back before I could stop myself. It was just like before, the same passion we had, the same sparks. Suddenly I pulled away from him remembering that I didn't want him here.

"What are you doing?" I asked pulling away from his grasp.

"I'm kissing the women I love." He took a step closer to me, but I stepped away afraid he would kiss me again. "Rose I came here because I love you. I left my country because for the past two years I haven't been able to stop loving you. I've tried, God knows I've tried. But I can't Rose, I can't stop loving you."

Dimitri was standing there spilling his heart out to me, but all I could see was the fact that he was the King of Russia. It was too much for me.

I shook my head, "I can't love you Dimitri; you are in charge of a whole country. I can't handle that."

"No," he said, "I'm not. I gave up the crown when I didn't want to marry Natasha."

"You should have married her Dimitri." Somewhere inside of me the fact that he hadn't married Natasha made me happy. I never wanted him to give up the crown, but I never wanted him to marry her.

He took another step closer and took hold of my hands so I wouldn't move away. "Rose I love you. I have never felt this way towards anyone else. Please, just let me love you."

His words had tears in my eyes. All the time I've been in America I tried my absolute best to not think about Dimitri. But it was always gnawing away at my brain. Now that he was here telling me that he loved me it made me realize that he did love me. It brought a big release to my heart. But the fact of the matter was that we had spent two years away from each other. I had changed in that time, and I was sure he had as well.

"Dimitri," I said. "I don't know if I can love you. That last time we saw each other was a long time ago. I'm a different person now. You are too."

The look on his face was heartbreaking, but he knew it was true. He knew I couldn't just let him back into my heart just because he told me he still loved me. He knew, but he still tried in the hopes that maybe, just maybe I would.

"Roza." I closed my eyes blocking out the memories that came with the name. "I know, but I can't go on without you."

I felt tears spill from my eyes. My heart couldn't grasp all of the love he was dishing out. My chest hurt because I wanted to love him but I couldn't find it in me.

I opened my mouth to respond to him, but someone stepped in front of me before I could say anything.

Adrian was standing in front of me facing Dimitri. "Are you fucking kidding me?" He asked seemingly outraged. "I was nice to you when you came to me. I let you talk to Rose, and all you did was made her cry."

Over Adrian's shoulder I could see Dimitri's nostrils flare. "You didn't do me any favors Adrian," he said the name in disgust. "Stop acting like I need your permission to talk to her. You are not her father." He paused and he looked at me with pain in his eyes. "You guys are married aren't you?"

I stepped around Adrian and shook my head. "No, we aren't married. We are just good friends. You guys need to put the past behind you and be civil please. I don't think I can handle you two fighting. Need I remind you what happened last time?" I thanked God that since it was the end of the working day there were very few people left at the company Adrian worked for.

Both men huffed in agreement, but you could still feel the tenseness around.

"Roza," Dimitri said. "Will you please just give me a chance? I want you to love me again."

"I'm not entirely sure I really loved you the first time around." I told him honestly.

"Ok," he insisted, "Then give me a chance to have you love me a first time."

My heart lurched in my chest and I smiled. I didn't have it in me to shoot him down when he seemed so confident. So I didn't.

"Ok. I'm going to give you a chance. Don't make me regret it."

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