Freya was calling him to come back with tears welling her eyes but he did not hear her walking back to the pool from which he came.

Freya's throat became dry calling him louder. She ran to the pool and jumped into it searching for Eden when she could hear her father's voice - he is dead Freya. He is not coming back to you. Forget him and start a new life.

Freya couldn't accept her father's words. She kept searching for Eden in the pond and at the end got tired. She closed her eyes dreaming about Eden when somebody shook her. "Freya get up. It's me." He called but she wouldn't open her eyes. The shake went more vigorous and then Freya kicked open her orbs.

In front of her was Justin with worried features. "Did you have a bad dream?" He asked her softly. "You were calling for Eden." Freya did not speak and looked around disoriented. "Come on the dinner is ready. You slept far beyond my expectation." He smiled.

Justin's smile was very beautiful. In fact he was a man very handsome but the gracefulness lasts only to the moment you do not go against him. "The dinner is getting cold. Get up." Justin insisted extending his hand for her to hold thereby bringing her out of thoughts.

Freya placed her fingers in his palm absentmindedly as he walks them to the dining table. "Today the cook is absent. So I prepared all your favorite dishes. Fish fingers, Chicken roast and brown rice with beef salad." He pointed to each one of the delicacies to her with his eyes twinkling in pleasure.

"How did you know my preferred flavors?" The words came out of Freya's lips involuntary but she bit her lip the next moment in culpability. Now he would transfer to a fire eruption. But thank God, Justin wasn't in a bad mood. On the contrary he smiled to Freya's piece of luck. "Was it a big deal to know? You give two million to your private investigator and every piece of information walks right on your desk."

"You paid two millions to the private investigator to know things about me?" Freya asked him startled. "I would have told you on my own if you had asked." Justin chuckled. "Well not all, some I know since the beginning."

"Like?" Freya asked. Justin was immediately transferred to the memories.

"Oh Eden you are the Romeo born only for me. Come on touch me there." She guided his fingers to her core and squeaked in ecstasy moaning his name. "I love you Eden, I love you so much. Make love to me." Freya guided his hand to her rose buds and bit her lip arresting a mewl given by the tantalizing effect of Eden's moving fingers.

"Justin?" Freya shook him and there was an instant eject of rage from his body. "Shut up, eat your food and get lost from here." He lashed out on her and prowled out of the dining table like a monster kicking the meat.

Freya's eyes glistened again.

Who is this man? Why does he act bipolar? At one moment he is so caring and the next he is back to the devil that he is imprinted. Is there something about him that she was missing or did not know?

After the fight Justin wasn't seen in the house. He came home only the next day morning. Freya kept waiting the complete night for him but for no avail. She wanted to ask him the reason on why he was so angry on her, what did she do to get him irritated? Freya was anxious about him was an understatement taking into consideration the way he fled out of the house.

Different scenarios kept flashing in her mind about Justin. Was he safe? Did something wrong happen to him?  Freya kept questioning her mind on why she was so worried when he only caused her pain and hurt since the day she met him. He wasn't the ideal man, he wasn't the knight in shining armor every girl would dream of. On the other hand he was a monster, an insensate devil who treated women only as pleasure objects. He was a womanizer.

Freya got up from her bed the next day early in the morning. She couldn't fetch any sleep even after taking turns on the cot through out the night. Unwelcoming thoughts about Justin troubled her night's rest. Any way since she needed to go for work Freya started with her routine for the day. She walked to the kitchen after getting showered and dressed putting on a plain pink t.shirt and black track pants to make some breakfast.

It was then she saw Justin sleeping, leaning back on the sofa. A soft thud released from her nub, a feeling of tranquility occupied by some unknown emotion. She wanted to go and kiss his cheeks, she needed to go, hug him tight and say - she missed him. His legs were on the centre table and hands folded peacefully resting like he was in a paradise. Freya hurriedly went to the bedroom and brought a pillow.  She carefully lifted his head and tried to put the headrest behind but regretfully woke him up.

Justin opened his eyes and stared at her blank. His eyes were red due to lack of sleep. "No need to act love when you do not have it in you." He threw the words on her and ambled to the study. His words broke her heart. Freya knew no matter how much she tried to win his heart Justin was not going to accept her. She understood she had to come to terms with destiny. The man who she needed to call as husband for the next two years, doesn't belong to her. He doesn't love her. He was the man with several woman and the naked truth brought a knot in her stomach.

When will Justin Freya understand their love for each other?