Ava's POV.

It was a very hot afternoon when I heard a knock ok my door, It was surprising because it was only once, and who knocks these days the doorbell is there for people to use. I got up and placed the book I was reading on the table

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" who's there??" I asked, and the only reply I got was a single knock. ' no one would murder by afternoon right?' I asked myself as I mustered the courage to open the door.

I opened it and I saw deshan standing there looking like a Greek God with a little smirk playing on his lips, he wore a two-piece and a black turtle neck, with an overall jacket that passed his knee, why is he always wearing a black outfit? And didn't he own some casual outfit?

I am still very mad at him but, right now he looks too handsome to be mad at.

" What are you doing here?" I asked with a straight face not wanting him to get a peek at how much his standing ovation affects me.

" Invite me in," he said and I look at him like he has gon