This can't be happening, of all the people why does it have to be him? I don't want to see him again. I don't want to talk about what happened and what we've done before. It was already in the past, and it was a mistake. "Ms. Villarico, we're already here. Lets go" My whole body literally shiver as I heard him talk. He looks at me in the eyes, waiting for me to get off in the elevator. I try to step closer to him but my knees became softer and I suddenly slipped. "ow shit! My ankle," I mutter. I feel a hand touching my shoulder. I look up to see who it is. Our eyes met, and I feel thousand electricity runs through my body. Those ocean blue eye, how stupid I am to forget him? "What happen? Are you okay?" I froze at his question. I literally can't move, I feel like I'm paralyze. Doesn't he remember me? Oh I wish he doesn't. What a f*cking coincidence. I remember him very well. Those eyes that watched me while I'm f*cking myself. Those mouth that command me on what to do. I clearly remember him now. He is Harry, the first guy that saw me naked. The guy that I had s*x online 4 years ago. . . . . . . . Eunice Villarico already forgotten about what happened to him and to Harry Davis four years ago. She is now focusing on her career and her job but everything's went wrong when Harry Davis happen to be her VIP customer in her job. She try her best to avoid him but it seems like destiny likes to play with them.