I know that it always takes me so long to upload and I am so sorry for that, but I have been busy a lot lately and I really just get writers block as well. It's kind of hard coming up with what to write out for the next chapter.

Anyway, I hope you all like this chapter. I thought it was a bit boring. Again. lolz but I'm getting there I promise. I will try and update the next chapter as fast as I can. Again, I hope you like this chapter and keep on reading.

BTW; please give me some ideas, cause I am dying over here lolz. And it would be a great help.

Tell me what you think of this chapter and what you want to happen in the next chapter. Also, I think I've screwed up a bit in the story, like how Adrian and his dad and I think his dad is supposed to be dead, but I think in another chapter I said that he was alive, I'm sorry for the confusion. But yes, Adrian's dad is dead. Sorry again.

Rose's POV

The next few days have been so tension fuelled with Adrian. I hadn't seen him since our argument and that hurt me. It was like he was deliberately trying to avoid me. It was funny because with things going so bad with me and Adrian, things between me and Dimitri were going good. It was bizarre.

Over the past couple of days he hasn't brought any girl home and we've just been, well, hanging out. I know right! Weird. But it hasn't been weird. He hasn't tried anything with me and that sort of killed me. I kept thinking why he didn't want to try anything? Had he lost interest or what? But then a part of me was like, "That was what I wanted." I wanted him to not try anything because that wasn't what I needed right now. I didn't need Dimitri to complicate things in my life right now. But why did I feel this, I don't know... longing, I guess it was.

I shook my head of all thoughts.

It was a new day and I had a lot of things that I needed to do today. Since it's only 8:30am, the earliest that I have ever gotten up, I made my way into the kitchen and saw Lissa and Christian cuddling as Lissa flipped something over in a pan.

Mmmmm she was making breakfast.

"Morning." I said and took a seat at the counter.

"Morning, Rose." Lissa smiled at me.

"Whatcha cooking?" I asked her.

She slapped Christian's hand as he tried to grab a strip of bacon, and said, "Bacon and eggs and pancakes."

My stomach growled, making everyone in the room laugh. I frowned and changed the subject. "Has anyone seen Adrian?"

"He got up early and left." Christian answered and I sighed.

Adrian was still pissed off that I went to Dimitri for help behind his back. But it was the only way I knew of how to help him. I needed him to see that, but how was I going to do that if he wouldn't even be in the same room with me for even a second.

"He's been a bit... different lately, bad different," Lissa commented. "Have you noticed, Rose?"

I just shrugged. "It's Adrian."

I knew I should tell her but I didn't want Lissa to worry, and give Adrian another reason to hate me.

He and I really needed to talk about this whole Dimitri thing. Not to mention about how he knew about Dimitri and I sleeping together. Well, we weren't really "sleeping together" since we had only slept together once. But still, Adrian knew and didn't approve.

I got off the chair and walked over to where Dimitri was sitting on the couch reading a news paper.

"Anything interesting in that thing?" I asked him taking in his every detail.

His scent was so... male it made me quiver. It was like this musky scent mixed in with his scent and it made him mouth watering. His hair was damp, so I assumed he had a shower recently. He must not be going in for work today because he wasn't in his usual work attire. Today he was casual and boy did he look even hotter than what he normally looks like in a suit. And I didn't think that was possible.

He wore a black, plain v-neck t-shirt, which clung to his chest and arms very nicely, showing off his muscles in all the right places, navy blue denim jeans and socks; robot socks.

"I'm loving the socks, Comrade." I smiled up at him and he chuckled.

"Don't mock, my nephew got them for me for Christmas." He told me.

"You have a nephew?" I asked, I sort of just assumed he was an only child, since he never really brought his family over and all.

"Yeah," he got this far away look in his eyes and smiled. "His name is Paul."

"How old is he?" I asked him. Listening to him talk about his nephew was heart warming. He spoke with such love and I could tell that he missed his family back in Russia.

We sat there on the couch and talked about his family some more and about his home town and what it was like to live in Russia–I always considered it as an arctic waste land, but of course Dimitri tried to change my mind about it.

We had breakfast and talked and it felt really nice. It felt like we were all a family, something I never had growing up. Until Lissa came along. She's like my sister and basically my only family, but let's not get into my messed up family drama.

Lissa and Christian had taken off somewhere, leaving me and Dimitri sitting on the couch talking. We were laughing about something I can't remember but we were just laughing, and then I heard the door close and in walks Adrian.

He stopped as he saw us on the couch. Awkward silence filled the air.

"Umm," Adrian scratched the back of his head. I could tell he was nervous. "I've been thinking about it. Your... offer. And I wanted to know if it was still on the table."

He looked directly at Dimitri, holding his gaze.

"It is." Dimitri replied without hesitation.

"I'd like to take you up on it." Adrian replies.

I look at Dimitri as he nods his head.

"Okay," he says. "I'll get my P.A to write up a contract for you to sign. And there are a few things that we need to discuss."

"Sure," Adrian gives a curt nod. "But this is only temporary. When I can, I buy you out."

"That's fine with me," Dimitri shrugs. "Just don't waste my time and money away."

Adrian nods and then walks out.

Without thinking I leapt to my feet and go after him.

"Adrian!" I call out and he stops. "Adrian... I –"

He turns. "It's okay. I know you were only trying to help, and it killed me that I knew you were right. I thought I could do it on my own, that I didn't need any help–especially from Belikov. But you were right; I need to focus on getting my business back up and running. I didn't put in all that hard work just to give up now."

I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry I went behind your back. I just wanted to help."

"I know." He kissed the top of my head and pulled away.

We stood out front just looking at each other.

"You hungry? There's leftovers," I tell him. "Lissa made pancakes and bacon and that."

He chuckled. "I'm surprised there's any left over then."

I hit him on the shoulder.

"No," he said. "I've gotta go."

I nod. "Okay then."

He started walking over to his car and then stopped and turned. "I'm seeing someone."

I stood there for a minute looking at him. It was like I was frozen.

Did he just say what I think he said?

"Wha–" I closed my mouth to stop myself from looking like a complete moron. "Who? Do I know this person?"

He nodded and smiled a bit. "Yeah, you may have met her a few times, but I wouldn't say you're close."
"Who is she?" I practically scream at him.

He shrugged, pulled out his playboy smirk and hopped in his car.

"Adrian!" I scream at him and I could practically feel his laughter while he drove off down the road. "Ass!"

I walked back in the house to see Dimitri in the kitchen getting a drink.

"You want one?" he asked me and when I nod he pours me a glass. "So what was the whole screaming for? You two get into a fight again?"

"No," I shook my head and taking a sip of my drink. "We made up." Dimitri frowned but didn't say anything. "He's seeing someone."

"Oh," Was all he said.

"Yeah." I say in return.

"And that bothers you?" He said, though it sounded more like a question than a statement.

I shook my head. "No, of course not. Adrian and I are over, we are just friends."

Dimitri only nodded.

Later on that day we only hung out. Which was weird because who would've thought that Dimitri Belikov and I, Rose Hathaway, would be "hanging out" together. Alone.

Not me.

But again I seemed to surprise even myself.

I must have fallen asleep or something because all I remember is my eyes fluttering open and Dimitri is carrying me and placing me on my bed. I feel him pull his arms out from under me until I grabbed his arm.

"Stay." I whispered.

He stood above me and stared down at me, processing what I was saying. What I was asking.

"Stay." I repeated again.

"Okay." He murmured taking off his shirt and pants, leaving himself in only his boxer shorts, and hopping in my bed with me.

The moment my head landed on his beautifully sculptured, toned chest, sleep consumed me.

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