And one of them was love. He cups Freya's head pulls her face to him and angles his lips before hers. "Stop me if you don't want me to kiss. Now." He whispers, waits for a moment staring at her rims and then ignites the canoodle of passion.

His kiss was intoxicating filled with affection and devotedness. There was a yearning, a kind of fire in the smooch that culminated in an ache of hunger.

"Justin" Freya calls in a perfervid power and kisses all over his face leaving no place untouched by her lips. He chuckles, nuzzles his nose on her cheeks petting, fondling and kissing her. "Freya I cannot breathe without you. I waited for you since long." Justin recalls and pulls her to his lap.

"You waited for me? Did you know me before you met my father?" Justin only nodded ducked his face between her breasts smelling the mesmerizing fragrance of her body. He cuddles licked and sucked the swelling of her bristols inviting hickeys all over her bust area. His hands went around her waist and squeezed her buttocks inviting loud moans of elicitation from her.

In a few minutes the room was filled with chuckles and mewls. Freya's hands went to the buttons of Justin and opened them in a record speed intoxicated by a fever of lust. Justin tries to stop her but it was too late. Her eyes went wide in shock. There was a long scar passing from the right side of his chest running past his belly and ending into his happy trail.

Freya looked at Justin questioning. Earlier she had seen scars on his cheeks and now they are more on his chest. She could figure out something very serious and dark happened in his past. Justin shook his head in disapproval. "I do not want to talk about it. When time comes you will know everything." Saying the words rancorous he left the place without a turn back leaving Freya behind in shock.

The next day was her first day at the university. Freya was anxious. After their confessions of love and everything of warmth that happened between them yesterday, they are back to square one of their relationship being strangers.

Would he ever confess about his past to her? What was the catastrophe that happened in his life that troubles him even today but still doesn't want to disclose to her? Will she ever be able to find out? He told her that he knew her since before. Was she missing something in her memory? Why does he have so much hatred for her father? Do they have something common in their past which her dad refuses to reveal to her?

Questions erupted out of Freya's brain like a volcano one after the other for which she had no answers. Justin dropped her in the college and continued to be aloof since Freya discovered the scars on his body. She felt deserted and miserable.

Two days later there was a phone call received by her. "Yeah mom, how are you?" Freya asked her step mother Linda delighted. Within seconds the happy features of Freya changed to a turbulence. She excused herself from the dining table where Justin and her were having dinner and never returned back to have her meal.

The night and the next Freya continued staying depressed. She wouldn't eat anything or talk to him properly and softly sobbed into the pillow.

Justin felt enervated. He wanted to cheer her some way or the other. Freshly showered he came to Freya and kissed her forehead. "There is a new movie getting released of Tom Cruise today. He is your favorite actor. Isn't it? I booked the tickets." He clapped in excitement. "We will have dinner outside and go to watch the movie. How is the plan?" He asked with his eyes twinkling in expectancy.

Freya walked to the kitchen and got her a glass of water. "I have a college project to submit. I'm sorry." She spoke nonchalant.

For the next two days Justin waited for Freya to share her problem with him. But the day never came. On the third day when Justin was reading his morning daily Freya came to him fidgeting with her fingers. "I am ready to sleep with you for week days. I need my job at the hospital at the earliest. Can you speak to the superintendent and help me get back my employment? I will be very grateful to you if you do that."

Justin felt the air wash away from his lungs listening to Freya's revelation. For a girl like Freya who doesn't sacrifice her dignity, self pride at any cost was ready to sleep with him. The very information got him scared. It said the matter was serious. Justin folded the news paper placing it on the table and gave her his undivided attention. "What happened to you baby girl?" He cupped her cheeks and asked in an adulation.

"It is my private matter. None of your business." Freya pushed his hands away. "When I asked you, did you tell me about your scars?" Freya sniffed and squared him with wetness pooling in her eyes but with seriousness. "Do you agree to the proposal?"

Justin nodded thoughtful. "I will think about it."  After Freya left the room he rubbed his eyes with the pads of his palms feeling the sudden tiredness . "Fucking hell" He grunted under his breathe and determined to himself, he was going to find out about his fiancee's situation by any means.

The next day morning he called his private investigator. "Hello Jacob, I'm sending you a telephone number. I want the information of all the phone calls received to this mobile along with their voice recording since last four days."

"Sure sir"  came out a professional reply. In the next half an hour Justin received the mail he wanted. He saw the first link and the name pasted on it. And then....