Part 8

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James' P.O.V :

I was talking with my business partners when my Mom came to me.

"I need to talk to you." She said to me ignoring my companions.

"I am having an important talk." I whispered to her.

"I want to talk RIGHT NOW." She said it louder which causes me to raise my eyebrows.

Why is she behaving so different?

"Excuse me." I said to them and they walked away from there.

"What is the matter that causes you to shout at me infront of them?" I crossed my arms.

"Don't talk to me like that." She said and crossed her arms.

"Okay fine. Now you please tell me..."

"To whom did you give that dress which you bought from my boutique a few months ago?" She asked and I narrowed my eyes.

"Why?"

What is her problem?

You shouldn't have bought it from there!

"First answer me."

"I told you I gave it to..uhu uhu... A friend."

I knew she must have asked it from Stella, so it would be better if I don't take anyone's name.

"Really? You told me it was for Stella and you are telling it was for a friend? And who is that friend on whom you spent twenty five hundred dollars? You never spent a hundred dollars on any girl before."

"Fine but stop it here. It is your party you should be with your friends instead of eating your son's brain." I said raking my hand through my hair in frustration.

"I want an explanation Mr. James Ashton." She said sternly.

"Look it was my money and I could spent it on anyone. Now stop bothering me and don't interfere in my life." I said it louder and I could see her eyes filled up with tears.

"Fine. From today I won't bother you anymore. I saw Liza wearing that dress and so I asked you. Well have a good life ahead."

"Mom..." She walked away from there.

Damn you Liza!!

Why do you have to put on that dress today?

God! How I hate that woman!

Did she does it on purpose?

Where the hell is she?

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I found her sitting on a couch with Diego who went away from thereas I wanted to talk with Liza alone.

I asked her about her reason behind wearing that dress but instead of telling me the truth, she started making me me mad.

The place was crowded or else I would have kissed her to shut her mouth.

I really wanted to know the reason and that I would only get when she would be alone with me, so while standing I spilled my drink on her dress on purpose.

I knew she would go to the washroom.

I followed her towards there and waited outside the door.

She came out and as I was standing just infront of the door, she bumped into me.

She was shocked to see and I was pleased by her expression.

I again tried to make her spill the truth but she was too stubborn to spilled it out.

"Look Mr. James Ashton, it is my dress now and I have already paid you for this." She said and pushed me hard.

Yes you have!

A hundred dollar cheque.

Do you think I am that cheap that i will give you a cheap dress?

I held her tighter as she was trying to be free.

"Leave me I said." She said a little louder.

"I have burnt your f***ing cheque. Now tell me."

She was silent for a moment.

"This...is a pretty dress and it was the only new one in my wardrobe...so that's it. Now leave."

Has she said 'pretty'?

Was it?

It felt good to hear it from her.

"Really? So my choice is not that bad."

"Shut up and leave me before...before i start shouting." She glared at me.

Her glare was amusing, even I was started liking it more day by day.

"Try it." He smirked.

I was lost in her face that she was succeeded in freeing her arm.

I instantly held her hands.

"I warn you Mr. James Ashton, If I get any bruise this time... You will regret it." She said seriously.

What?

"I don't give bruises to anyone." I said.

"Oh really? Then who gave me bruises on my arms, my... waist.. ?

She stopped in the middle of the sentence and I could see her eyes welled up with tears.

She turned her face sideways.

"Leave me..." She said softly

I left her to see her arms were showing marks caused by me.

Did I hold her that tight?

Have I marked her before?

But... I never thought that I was brutal towards her..

I was unaware of what I was doing to her.

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I fisted my hands to control my anger when she said that I was the only who has hurt her.

Was there anyone else who touched her before?

I don't know...

But the thought was making my blood boil..

She tried to shout and to trapped me in her plan to show everybody that I was forcing on her but the scenario completely changed when her mother came there and saw us in that situation.

Liza was red with embarrassment. I told her mother that I was searching for Stella and then excused myself from there.

Let the lady handle her mother.

I smirked and went out from there.

The evening was going smoothly though Liza tried to make it worse.

But why?

Does she want to come in between Stella and I?

Never..

I am not going to loose that company any how.

A thought crossed my mind which seem to be the main reason why Liza wore that dress tonight.

Robert Williams.

Now I get it. Robert is her boyfriend...

He is trying to separate Stella and I so that he will be getting that company.

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And that sweet fake Liza is helping him...

I hate her...

I walked towards Stella and asked her for dance for which she was glad but her expression was not matching her eyes.

Does she know about the dress?

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Robert and Liza came to the dancing floor.

He held her by waist...

My hold tighten around Stella but I managed to control myself.

Don't James.....

Don't let her rule your mind...

Behave normally or else it will create a problem in your marriage..

And I will not let Robert and his girlfriend's plan worked.

I saw her relaxing in his arms. He too was holding her softly...

Not like you...

Maybe I am not worth it...

She deserves better...

Robert is perfect for her.... NO...

Suddenly my steps haltered and I stopped dancing.

"Excuse me." I said to her and walked towards the bar.

How could I think like that...

Why not? She is his girlfriend. She is not yours.

No. She is mine.

But you lost her...

I didn't, she cheated on me.

I laughed at my thought and the bartender gave me a look which said " are you alright in your brain department?"

How could she cheat me because we were not in a relationship...but...

Why am I thinking of her?

I wanted her but that was almost four months ago... Now I have changed myself and I don't think about her...

Really?

I want her still....

The day I saw her again with Robert.... I was so desperate to kiss her but I couldn't...

God!!

Is she really his girlfriend?

I have snatched his girlfriend once...and I don't want to do it again...

But why her?

He could have get any girl...

I don't know what to do but... I want her back that's it.

I will be getting married to Stella but that doesn't mean I can't have...Liza...

I will not be able to bring her out from my mind...till...till I will have her...for once... Just once.

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