Gone to to run errands and get some extra stuff this time , he turned the car around the corner.

"—and Miss Simone has an ex husband following her around. I have doubled over her security."

"Hmm," he nodded , one hand holding the phone to his ear and other on the wheel.

"Like I said we will be owning his ass once he makes a move." Black's static voice made him frown.

"Be smart and realistic."

"Yes , Sir. There is a problem though."

"Yeah?"

"Her ex belongs to a gang."

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If I'm the moon , you're the blazing sun,

If I'm stream , you're the dry desert,

If I'm the fire , you're the cold night. .

Jennifer glanced at the man made of stone , his sinful lips pressed in a hard line , with a straight spine he continued to drive into the night. He didn't acknowledge her looking at him.

The night was so dark , she felt trapped in the darkness that surrounded the car. . Jennifer shut her eyes and leaned against the seat. . recalling what just happened a few minutes ago.

And recalling that. .her spine tingled at his ever present anger.

He had tried to fight Mark again.

Standing by his side with her bag packed , she watched him burn and bristle.

"I did what you asked of me!" He thundered ," do you want me wear her around my fucking neck?!"

Mark looked unfazed by his anger but Jennifer took a step back. . involuntarily.

"She's your responsibility now , a man should know that already."

Jonathan's blood boiled.

"What. .when have you seen me being irresponsible?" His voice was barely a whisper , he asked his father but his eyes were set on her.

"She needs to be somewhere safe, your mother can't handle this right now. " Mark said calmly.

Without a single word , he went towards his room , his feet thundering on the stairs. .

All he wanted to do was pack and get the hell out of here!

But Diana stood by his room , forcing him to stop right there.

Jonathan sighed seeing the expectations in her eyes , he reached out and hugged her lightly to his chest.

"I'm taking her , mom. You don't have to see her anymore."

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All she wanted was to jump out of the car knowing well she was going to be living with him in his own personal space.

She missed Daisy , missed their talks and maybe she didn't realize it but she was sniffing now and then , trying to hold on to tears.

Disturbing him somehow.

He took a look at his wrist watch.

3:00 AM

He was near to the destination and during these two hours , she didn't shut up even for a second. .and it showed his great will power that he stayed silent . .so against his primal nature.

Like a dark gargoyle , he kept his eyes straight on the road and didn't look at her once because . .he knew she was missing home and knowing himself , he was going to snap at her and say something that might push her over the edge.

The car stopped suddenly and before she could make out anything , he got out.

Coming to her side , he opened the door for her. . slowly she stepped out , her bag hugged to her chest. Jonathan snatched the bag from her hold , her eyes widened—his fingers wrapped around her wrist in a hard grip and he begin to walk towards the tall building.

She couldn't read anything plastered over the building, she tried to match his fast pace. Like a rag doll , he forced her to follow up.

Jonathan didn't stop till he entered his apartment. Switching on the lights by the door , he went straight towards his bedroom.

As she entered , she noticed one thing right away. His room was clean, the bed made up.

Nothing out of place

Making her stand in the middle of the room , he let go of her wrist , placed the bag down on the floor.

"That's the wardrobe ," he pointed at the shut doors ," I'm going to take a bath and before I come out , I want this ," he glanced pointedly at her bag, "to be out of sight. I don't like mess in my room." With that , he stepped towards the bathroom.

"What. .am I suppose to live here? With you?" Her hoarse voice made him stop in his tracks.

He turned towards her , seeing her eyes red rimmed due to the silent crying she did in the car and it tugged at his heart but his face didn't give away an inch of his emotions.

"If not here then where?" He asked in no nonsense voice.

"I'll...I'll live in the next room."

He cocked a dark brow. "What's here?"

"You're here. Like you said you don't like mess and I'm a mess right now." She said in a hard voice , looking away from him.

Jonathan could see her face had turned as red as an apple and maybe. .he was going to get killed tonight. . seeing her like that. .

He took a step towards her.

Jennifer eyed the space between them. .if he took another step. .

"I didn't say I don't like mess. I said I hate it."

With his cool words , she glanced at him as if he had her electrocuted.

"You're not a thing lying in my room. You're my wife. " His voice had a possessive streak that made her heart beat spike up.

"Stop. Crying!" His control snapped at last.

"You make me! You do this! And I'm going out! I don't want to be in the same room as you're!" She had bent down to pick her bag—but instead found her wrist in his iron grip again!

He pinned her hand to her back and pulled her towards his hard chest. .liquid fire erupted in the room.

"I don't like repeating myself. You'll stay in this room. With me. A good wife don't go against her husband." He mocked , his harsh breath burned her face.

"A good husband don't make his wife cry!" She fired back. .

In that moment , there was something in her eyes that cut through his heart. .maybe it was the fact she had cried so much her eyes had turned slightly red. .they were messing with him. . making his heart submit to her.

"You want me to submit to you. .be soft. .be gentle. .if you know magic then bind me to yourself. .make me bow to you . .I'm all yours right now. .but. ." he let the sentence hang. .

She stared at him in trance. "But?"

"You don't have it in you." He let go of her arm , watching her with a satisfied smile as she rubbed her arm . . loving the fire consuming her again.

He was making fun of her. Again.

"You don't even deserve my hate and I hate myself for falling for you! I hate you!" She spat.

Her confession had him see red. He was on to her , his hand wrapped around her neck!

"Regret is something that eats you alive and I don't deserve your hate right? You think I'm some monster! Maybe I should treat you like one!" He growled , his hold tightened around her neck for a second too long.

She couldn't breath.

"You think I won't survive if you hate me?" He said in a harsh voice , letting go of her neck. Not wanting to make her go through something she couldn't handle.

Trying to pull in breath , she laughed.

"You stopped my breath but looked like you were the one dying!"

She slapped him with the truth , the same truth he had hid from himself . . .a girl got it in a few seconds.

"If you want to kill me , go ahead! I'm ready! I have no one in the world to call mine anyway." She said cruelly.

He didn't react.

And she bunched up his shirt in her hands.

"You don't love me right? Why keep me? Why. .why Jonathan. .why. ." She broke down on his chest and magic did happen. Unaware , she answered to his challenge. .

Slowly , he lifted his hands and wrapped it around her . . crushing her to his chest. Gently , he rubbed her back in a soothing manner.

"You're the worst, Jonathan! You're the worst!" She kept saying it in his chest.

He pressed his lips on the crown of her head. .so softly. .she didn't feel it.

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