Taming Faye

Bad Monday? Tristan grinned at Faye while referring to Daylan's cold attitude towards him, she did not respond instead she started arranging the scattered files on her table and switching off her PC.

How about dinner? Tristan stood behind her, hand curled around her waist with his mouth at the back of her neck.

Faye turned to face him, she wanted to say "I cannot go out with you tonight Tristan"honestly she really want to end this........thing with Tristan, it is just not working.

"Another evening please"? She mumbled tiredly.

"Why"? Is there any reason why you cannot have dinner with me"?

She could give him twenty reasons, but she sees that as a waste effort.

" I have already made reservation for us, Faye"

She really did not feel like having a company tonight, but Tristan was too sweet. She wanted to reluctantly agree when he also told her how delicious their food was and the restaurant he made the reservation at.

"No, I don't want to go there, please"

"Why"? Tristan laughed.

Because that is where Daylan is tonight" she almost scream but masked it up pouting.

"I don't think iam dresses to go up there" she gave him her excuse.

I drop you at your house and

chance to rest and prepare since this

always have a ready answer for every

to be tortured tonight, seeing Daylan and his

How about I cook dinner for you in my place? She offered,

few days" she gently moved

exhaled. "Okay we

the elevator, she smiled

convince him to have dinner in her

be intimate with her but she does not want to, not after the unforgettable mind-blowing sex she had with daylan a

when his kisses

entered her office earlier, she would

mind and system, how can she go

him yet he did not want her, he preferred

to her, he has proved his love for her over and over again hoping she would give in someday, was that fair to

she is deeply in love with another

with Tristan, this is not the

tristan, he looked at her

"Poor Tristan"! She thought.

could never commit to him, it gives her a sick feeling whenever she thought