Jen

I could hear someone talking to me, hand caressing my cheek softly, I tried to open my eyes, but everything is just blurry. My mouth dried and I felt everything is spinning around me. I was waiting for my eyes to adjust the dimness inside when I heard a hoarse voice close to me.

"You, ok?" a concerned voice alert me, before I could contemplate what's happening, I found myself trapped with my tormentor.

"How frequent??" I couldn't understand what he implying, I am still in daze.

"I saw you fainting on me number of times to my liking" displeasantely he glares me, making me more flinch on his sofa.

Then,  my breaths start to quicken as I recollect Scarlet sitting next door.

"Scarlet?" I tried to get up hastily, but Rick hold my shoulders firmly to stop me.

"She is not here" I stare him in perplex.

"What do you mean by she is not here?" Clutching his shirt in fierce, I howl at him. Rick doesn't look shocked, nor he flinched. To my absolute surprise, he seems bored.

"It's quite annoying when you play dim ... it's simple, she is gone while you were resting on my couch." He said getting up from my side, he put his hands in his jacket pocket and pull out with an expression on his face, suggesting that I am talking insane.

"You let her go" bemused, I couldn't hold my mouth, his face scrunches up as he sees what I am talking about.

"I don't need her as far as you comply," My eyes widen in a shock, he raises his eyebrow, giving me a winning smirk. I don't recall my self-agreeing to his term, but do I have another option. I notice that I left the marks of my nails on his face, the red scratches on his face making him look more devious, yet immaculately handsome. A little satisfaction to me for marring his face.

"Wow, you played again!" I shake my head in disappointment, I fail to understand how low Rick could stoop.

"Who do you think you are, threatening me? Don't you ever dare to threaten me, Scarlet, or Mrs. Karen, this time I would not give in to your bluff" I mumble under my breath through clenched teeth, anger took control of my body, and I could feel dark power inside me rise.

"Since when I am known for empty threat?" Suddenly Rick's demeanor shifted into predatory, his tall frame looming over me, my jaw dropped and my body tremble with his dark look. Yet I face him squarely and ignored the tingling along the back of my neck.

"Let me enlighten you Jen, I am being very patient with you. I am not forcing anything upon you, if you don't care about anything, you can freely walk away. Have my words, I won't stop you." I could clearly see on his face, he wouldn't let me go as he claimed. Rick appears more imposing by the minute, I began to see why his presence makes people intimidate. Slightly boggled, I stared at him, horrified. I know he thinks two steps ahead of others, calling Scarlet may be his way of showing me he holds the card, but I know thinking this is just a bluff would be stupidity. I am badly stuck, I forced to think if my own self- respect is above Scarlet and Mrs. Karen, their happiness... once again I don't want Scarlet to suffer because of me, she had enough in the past. And there's what about me, my life has already ruined, thanks to this narcissistic man. Anyway, there is no glimpse of any light in my dark life, and if by scorching myself into flames, I could bring brightness into the lives of people I care, then why not.

"Fine, if giving you baby could toss you out of my life, then I'm so into it" My hatred boiled to the surface, my fist curled and tighten. During our project, my heart started melting towards Rick, I questioned myself for not forgiving Rick. Jen you are epic, I had to laugh at you for believing that Rick actually cares for you. My sub-conscience scoffs.

"Good choice Ms. Davis" I don't understand this man at all, how many times he professed his true love to me since we met again, he took my wrath and rejection with a smile, he almost died for saving me, he did everything to make me rethink about him, and now he let all his efforts to go vain, for his revenge, again. Although, I could understand his hurt of losing his child, but why to feel so much about non- existent person, that you are all up to slaughter every other people who comes in his way.

"I reckon a test tube is a fine option" so, I am all business now. Rick slip once again his hand into his pocket, his eyes blaze in amusement, the corner of his mouth turn upwards and he flashed his trademark grin. Half smile, half smirk, mysterious concoction that bespoke confidence and secrecy.

"Where's the fun in that?" he winks me with wit, and I feel my skin crawl in disgust.

This all happened one week ago, since then he didn't attempt any contact with me. Mrs. Karen is very happy when I told us we worked a way out to save ourselves from the penalty. She still couldn't believe on my sham, she flashes suspicious looks at me at times but chose to stay quiet until her brave comeback.

I lost into puzzle, he went extra mile forcing me to accept his term and when I did, he disappeared. The idea of baby seems just another trick to humiliate me, he would not do that to me, is he? Gosh, number of questions flooded in my head, bypassing each day my anxiety is getting into its peak. I became intolerable at work, sometimes I pity my colleagues, if they were hating me earlier, then now they loath me for sure, honestly I don't blame them. Even in a such state of my mind, I called up Daniel to vent out my disappointment on him, he oath to keep Scarlet safe for me, then how did Rick find Scarlet? Unfortunately I couldn't reach him, his phone went out of network.

At last, one morning, Rick came to my door. It seems his confidence soared at my shocked expression. From the way he stands, with his postures straight and proud, to his confident walk, smirk settle on his face all the time, reading others. He stands alone from all other men, looking powerful and alluring. Rick saunter into my house, without waiting for my invite.

"You look shocked?" he narrowed his eyes as he distastes my enthusiasm on his arrival. I notice his lifeless eyes are sparkling with excitement, his feature looks distinguished and more handsome then I have remembered.

"Umm" I am running out of words, perhaps this is because I am still in a shock.

"Never mind, wear this fast and get ready, we have a wedding to attend" Offering a bag, he said in his monotonous tone. He graced me his half smile once he finished bossing me, and I felt my mouth fall open in surprise. How dare he orders me?

"What makes you think that I would oblige your demand?" I frown in annoyance, crossing my arms over my chest. I met his gaze, chin up, nostrils flaring.

"Because you are" without warning Rick touches my arm, shoved my hand to outstretch, and handed me over the bag. I glare him agape.

"We are getting late" Making him comfortable on the Sofa, he ordered me once again. Flipping a newspaper, he sharpens his brow at me indicating to hurry up. Damn, he is behaving like he owns this house, not only the house but me.

"Get out" my voice is low, yet he heard me clearly.

"Jen" he opts to argue but I stop in between.

"You are no one to order me, I surely gave my consent to your crazy demand, but it doesn't make me a slave and to you my master." I snarl looking straightly at him. To my horror, he throws his head back and laughs mockingly. He stalks forward towards me, remotely I step back. Staring him unnerved and pissed off.

"I told you before and I am telling you again, I might appear sadist, but I am not into that kink" he twitches the corner of his lips, deeply gawking at me. I hate him for making me uncomfortable, I turn away my eyes from him, feeling embarrassed with his gist.

"You know what I meant" Not ready to lose this, I compose my unsettle nerves then replied without meeting his eyes.

"Its Ryan and Jenny's wedding and I demand your company as my date" he announced with the arrogance and huffed directing my rose eyebrows at him. Rick brushes his fingers through his neatly fix hair, trying to rethink to proceeds further.

"Fine, I request your company as my date" More politely he said this time glancing with a transfix soft gaze.

"Better, yet I don't understand why I should come with you?" He is trying but the annoyance visible over his face, he doesn't know how to take the matter further, without denting his ego.

"Because they want your presence, especially Jenny. But you are being you, avoiding her" his words struck me hard, yes I have been avoiding Jenny's calls when she treated me like a sister. I felt an amazing connection with her, but I couldn't forgive Ryan for taking the side of Rick. He should have stopped him, again why would he do that? Who are you to him? I thought to myself.

"But still why.." before I could finish my sentence, Rick towered over me, so close to my dismay that I feel my stomach tighten. I suck in a breath as he spoke near my mouth.

"Do you have any other company?" His eyes shooting a warning, if I dared to say yes.

"More importantly I am eager to have your company because this will help us to be comfortable around, before we tangle on the bed" Instantly I closed my eyes, if I still doubt that he is a cruel self-absorbed prick, then he is doing damn good job proving me right. His crudeness making my heart shudder with disgust, pretty heartless man.

His hand caresses my cheek, I jump with his touch and shove his hand away, fuming at him.

"I hate you Mr. Adam" I meant it, my eyes fired up with hatred, if I am not mistaken, I saw the look of hurt but immediately he covered up with a brief smile.

"We both have established this already Ms. Davis, aren't we?" he playfully smile.

"Oh, I am Mr. Adan again, am I? You are really annoyed with me?" Huskily, he continues "But leaving your anger aside, if you think this will actually make sense, considering you agreed to bore my kid in your womb we need to make progress." Arguing with Rick is useless, I don't have a stamina to drain myself further. Shaking my head, I headed to my bedroom to get ready.

Rick glance at me, the look of admiration swirl over his face when he saw me walking out of my bedroom. I applied little makeup to match with this exquisite dress. It has been ages since I last wore such a branded expensive clothing. Suddenly, I feel shy under his intense gaze.

"I would pay for this dress" My self-respect doesn't allow me to take this for free, I would have argued about dress if I have the suitable nice attire for the wedding.

"Of course, you would" With this, he took my hand firmly into his and escorted me towards his car. No compliments said it aloud, though I feel his ravishing stare on me all the time. He didn't leave me for a minute during the entire wedding. His possessive arms rests on the small back of mine, not allowing me to mingle with anyone, it doesn't hurt as I hardly known to anyone.

I never saw a bride as beautiful as Jenny, she is glowing and looking stunning, putting all other girls to shame. I was happy really happy for her, my heart flutter with happiness and pain. Yes, my heart twisted with a pain witnessing the true happiness on Jenny's face, the bride and groom are beaming love and excitement. I dared to think about the feeling of being truly loved by someone, a love without any expectation, a selfless love. How would it feel being somebody's entire world? How would it feel standing in the aisle and sharing the vows of the love for eternity? How would it feel when the groom bestowed all of his love and affection to his bride, holding her possessively in his arms? Would I ever see that sort of affectionate stare from my partner, the way Ryan looks at his bride?

And my thought flew away as deep bluest eyes squint into me, devouring me, making my heart fluttering, throbbing, flipflopping, and rhythm of the heart too fast and sometimes too slow. I wonder what would have been, if we both have ever met under different circumstances. With this, a thousand sad thoughts started flowing through my head, like the wave dashing to a shore. I felt the burning of hatred and sadness raise up in my chest at Rick and myself for my own undoing. We messed everything up, now there's no hope left for us. I sighed a anguish breathe.

"She is lucky" to avoid this agony and intimacy between us, I murmur to myself.

"No, I am the one who's lucky" If I heard it right, Rick breathed those words, not intended for my ears, but I heard it, or is that I assumed? He pull me closed to him, swaying us into the beats, his arms still dangerously holding me tightly to him, like his life depend on it. Don't overthink Jen.. this is just the beginning of irresistible and unbearable torture...

Hello lovelies!

Another update of His Intense Love will make you hate Rick more...like even it is possible to hate more.... 

Rick is behaving strangely, Jen seems too confuse... how this will go further?

In the mix feeling of Hate and Love, how would Jen act?

Rick will ever do love Jen, the way she is yearning?

I assure you, all your questions will be answered in coming updates. 

Love, love and loads of love to you !