What if she finds out the truth, she might blame him, but before that happened, he had to make sure that her heart belonged to him once again. 

Things had changed so much since then, she had become a woman now to him, his woman.

She was so much prettier now, so pretty that all these unwanted flies were trying to eat his fruit. 

Hw would crush them all, he thought to himself, she only belongs to me. "Aurielle, wait a second, I would like to have a word with you" , he sad to her while grabbing her hands. 

 "I hope it's not gonna be any gibberish like what has been happening the whole day", she said while eyeing him shortly. Turning towards Latisha, she asked her to wait a few minutes, she would be right back. 

The both of them walked to a corner, when he suddenly pulled her towards him and hugged her, which startled Aurielle as she wasn't expecting him to get all that touchy with her. 

"I give you one second to let go of me or else I will beat a pulp out of you", she told him with a blackend face. However he didn't move an inch and didn't show the thought of doing so either, which invoked her anger and she began pushing him away from her. "Get your hands off me Lucien, I repeat this once again".

"Aurielle, don't you remember me anymore, he asked her in a voice filled with grief? 

It's me Cien, have you truly forgotten about me? 

" Cien...., she whispered to herself, finding that it sounded familiar but she couldn't really figure out where she heard that before. Suddenly images starting flashing in her head, bringing immense pain with it. 

Clutching her head in pain, she stumbles to the floor and starts crying. 

Surprised by her reaction, Lucien falls to the ground and pulls her hand from her head, "hey what's wrong? Did I say something to hurt you? I am very sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you Rielle. I am so sorry". He starts searching for a paper tissue to clean her face, however remembers he had left it in the car. Since there was no option left, he took off his shirt and wiped her face with it. 

Collecting the shirt from him, she cleans up her nose filled with mucus and hands it over to him saying, "thank you". 

Realising she had given him a shirt full of her make up and mucus, she snatches it back from him and said, "I will get it washed and return it back to you tomorrow, forget what had happened right now". 

Feeling dejected, he looked at her eyes which were swollen from crying and said " you don't have to be so secretive with me Rielle, is it because of your memory loss that you have pain?"

"How do you know about my memory loss?" she asked him in a very angry tone

Realising he had spoken to hurriedly, his voice became wavy, "I heard you talking about it."

Trying to change the topic, he rushed up to her and held her hands.

"Are you alright Aurielle, shall I bring you home? I am full of worry, letting you go home this way."

"I am alright and why are you always getting so touchy with me? she asked him as she pulled her hands out of his hands.

I don't like strangers touching me, we barely know each other, stop getting so close to me and acting like this"

"We are not strangers Rielle, it's me Cien, you might have forgotten who I am but you promised to live with me for the rest of your life", he lied blatantly while staring into her eyes.

"What the hell are you talking about? I may have lost my memory but I don't think I would promise you that, moreover how am I sure that you aren't trying to scam me into one of your tricks.

I don't believe a word you are saying, I am an independent woman and I don't need any guy in my life, all you guys do is bring trouble and heart pain... 

She kept babbling on not noticing that Lucien had taken off his under shirt. When she looked at him and saw him standing there shirtless, showing his muscular arms and upper body, she examined what was infront of her once again and gulped. "Umm this is not a stripping club, what do you think you are doing?" she asked while turning her blushing face sideways. 

He walked towards her, took her fingers and let her trace the scar on his chest, which she only noticed after touching his chest. 

"Do you remember this Rielle? I got this while trying to save you from drowning. 

We were playing by the lake and you fell into the water but no one noticed that your dress was preventing you from coming up. I tried to pull you out but was also pulled down too and ended up hitting my chest on a stone. 

I nearly died of losing too much blood and you stayed with me crying at the emergency unit the whole night."

Even though Aurielle couldn't remember that incidents, she felt some kind of feeling in her as if she had really experienced it. Tracing the line of the scar on his chest, she looked up to him, searching for any form of lies or treachery in his eyes, however all she saw was admiration and love which simply made her blush. 

Holding her hands which was still on his chest, he pulls her towards him once again and grabbed her waist with other hand. "I know you have forgotten me and don't remember anything anymore, but I am willing to wait Rielle, I have waited for the past 12 years to see you again, I don't mind waiting by your side and make you fall in love with me. 

Just give me a chance, don't push me away, it hurts right here, he said while moving her hand to his heart. 

Feeling his heart beat against her hand, she pulled her hands away and tried to move back but he held her tightly, waiting for her to give him a reply. 

"Hmmmm.." give me a chance Rielle, you won't regret it. 

"This is too sudden for me Lucien, we just met each other today. I need time."

"Alright, I will wait but can I kiss you?" he asked while staring at her lips hungrily

Becoming as red as tomato, she tried to break from his grip which only made him tighten his hold on her. Moving back slowly, her back hit the wall, realising she had no chance again, she blocked her lips with her hands and glared at him. 

Sighing in frustration, he let go of her and gave her a kiss on her forehead which surprised her. 

"I will keep to my words Rielle, but that doesn't mean I will keep my hands off you", he winked at her mischievously, which only earned him a glare from her. "If you keep glaring at me that way, it will make me believe you have been enchanted by my face. I will bring you back to your car", he told her while putting on his shirt. Holding out his hand for her to hold, he walked up to her, only for her to walk past him with a face red a redbeet