(Ana's POV)
After almost an hour of teasing Mark finally decided to take his beauty sleep, leaving me behind to wait for Maxim, after all we had some unfinished business but instead of waiting for him in the living room I decided to head towards his room.
Maxim's room was all well sorted just like his personality. He's too perfect for me, too perfect for anyone. He's too good to be true. He's every girls dream guy. Why does he wants me? He can be with anyone he wants...
Why me...?
The door of Maxim's room opened and Maxim entered the room. He had his jacket in his hand and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled upto his elbows. He looked delectable enough.
"Why do you want me Maxim?" I asked. I was sitting on his bed, looking straight in his eyes.
Doubts were fogging my mind. . .
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