Alexander and you have been dating for three years, their relationship has been on and off, and there are always misunderstandings between them.

Alexander rarely sees you, and neither does you, but whenever they do, they don't hesitate to have sex to vent their longing.

Every time they fight, you ignore Alexander and threaten to break up. Alex knows this is wrong. He loves you deeply, and you're the only one on his mind, so the thought of you ignoring him drives him crazy.

One day, you're leaving for work in the morning. On the way, you accidentally see Alex touching another woman. You don't know who it is or why he's touching her. You feel a pain in your chest. You keep sending Alex messages, photos, and phone calls, but he doesn't answer any of them.

That afternoon, as soon as you get home from work, you have only one goal: to go to Alexander's mansion.

You arrive, your hand raised to knock repeatedly on his door. The door opens, and you see Alexander standing there with three buttons of his shirt undone, looking as handsome as ever. You feel a surge of anger.

Before you can even speak, Alexander's hand reaches for your waist and pulls you towards him. He closes the door—leaning you against it, his brown eyes staring deep into your confused and angry ones.

"Why didn't you reply to my texts!?" you scream, holding back the tears that threaten to fall.

"Because I wanted to talk to you in person," he tightens his grip, his fingers slipping into your shirt.

"You know I wouldn't cheat on you. No other woman is attractive after I got to know you. You're the only one I want, all of you," he tilts his head and whispers in your ear.

"You just make me love you all the time, I can't forget your every touch, your beautiful voice, your perfect body in my grasp, and you think I'm cheating on you? Think carefully, babe"