Unexpected Encounter: A Second Chance at Love

"I would rather chop my fingers off than wear a ring given by you," Elsa stated. She was getting more and more annoyed with each passing second.

"It's alright," Igor remarked. "I will continue loving you even if you don't have any fingers. Even if you go bald, I don't care."

When she ignored him, the smile on his face widened. He would never get enough of this woman even though he knew she detested him.

Igor Petrov had seen Elsa Volkov for the first time in a Gala with her father when she was nineteen. And he couldn't take his eyes off her till date. Though it had been more than ten years, he still remembered how beautiful he looked in the red evening gown.

When he first saw her, she looked very innocent and sweet. He expected her to be a shy, delicate and innocent miss of the rich family and he fell in love with her.

But later when he started boldly pursuing her, he realised that she wasn't the soft, weak and delicate woman he had expected her to be. Instead, she was strong, bold and had a really bad temper. And surprisingly, Igor felt even more obsessed with her.

Over the span of nine years since he had been trying to openly pursue her, he had been rejected more than a hundred's time. But her rejections kept sparking the fire of desire he harboured for her.

He was very well aware of Elsa's relationship with Justin and how serious their relationship was. But that never stopped him from doing what he wanted.

In fact, he never stopped pursuing her even when she was in a relationship with Justin.

When the elevator door opened, Igor waited for Elsa to step in. But when she showed the intention of doing so, he asked, "Aren't you going inside?"

"No, I am waiting for my fiancé and my son," she answered before stepping to the side. There was no way she would deliberately step into an elevator with him all alone. The man was a freak and couldn't be trusted.

Throwing his head back, Igor chuckled, "Isn't it such a great deal?" He looked at him. "Marry a man and get a son for free."

"You know, I am kinda jealous of that kid," he added. "I mean, even I would love to have such a hot mom. And not to forget how jealous I am of that Justin guy—"

Pausing for a while, he curiously inquired, "Did he do some kind of a black magic on you? I mean, he discarded you like a piece of trash a few years back but you still went running back to him as soon as he opened his arms."

"Maybe I should consult me and learn the spell he has been casting on you—"

"If I knew magic, the first thing I would disappear would be your disgusting face," Justin snapped.

When he approached Elsa, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder as he gently pulled her closer.

Ignoring Igor, Elsa ganelt caressed Edwards back who was fast asleep in Justin's arms. "Did he fall asleep in the car?"

"Hmm, why didn't you go to the room?" he inquired.

"You said you were almost here so—" She stopped midway when Justin raised his brows. He knew she was lying.

Without saying anything, he handed Edward to her. "Go to the room first, I'll be there in a minute."

"Let's go to the room together." She grabbed his sleeves. She didn't wanna leave Justin alone with Igor, especially not after what happened last time.

In the past, when Igor tried to touch her, Justin punched him hard on the face and broke his nose.

Justin tucked her a strand of hair behind her ear and assured her. "Go up, I'll be there in a minute."

Left with no other choice, Elsa reluctantly left with Edward.

"I want to congratulate you but I don't think you will like it," Igor chuckled. "But still, congratulations on getting engaged to the woman I love. But if you think you have won, you are wrong."

"Winning and losing comes into question when there is a 50-50 possibility of both the candidates winning the game," Justin stated. "But in this, you never even had a chance. In fact, you couldn't even manage to squeeze yourself in even when I was completely out of the picture."

He smirked and took a step towards him. "And now when I am fully back in the picture, what makes you think you still have a chance?"

Before he could say anything, Justin remarked, "Listen Igor, I have always tolerated all your stupid things, but when it comes to my woman, I will not tolerate anything."

He took one more step towards them. "In the future, if I see you anywhere near her—last time you broke your nose but the next time, I'll make sure you don't stay alive to even look at her."

Tucking his hands inside his pocket, Igor grinned, "You know, I thought now that you are father to your adorable nephew, you would learn to be a little gentle. But boy I was wrong—"

"Well—" he shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "I guess some things never change."

"If I start being gentle, dogs like you will definitely sniff the gentleness and try to bite my a*ss," Justin scoffed. "My gentle side is exclusively reserved for the people who deserve it."

"Fair enough," Igor agreed. "I agree I don't deserve your kind and gentle side. You don't deserve my kindness either."

"How did we end up being on such bad terms?" he added. "I had nothing against you, in fact, I wanted to be friends with you. But you squeezed yourself in between the Volkovs and us and then all of a sudden swept away the woman I am still in love with. And now you are all ready to marry her."

Igor sighed and helplessly shook his head. "Tell me Justin, how can I not hate you?"

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