Watching the smoke swirl in the air , his eyes looked bloody.

How hard it was. .how fucking hard it was to bear rejection? He tasted it tonight. Leaning against the bonnet of the car , his whole being was absent from the absolute darkness around him. Even in his utter loneliness , he could feel it. .the deadly fire consuming his heart. It didn't matter that the night was cold and the wind harsh. .

I have other rights too!

Inhaling the cheap scent of nicotine , he really felt the walls around his heart suffocating him.

Can't hold yourself back now?

Her venomous voice ripped through his heart. How. .a girl had made him so helpless he couldn't even get what he wanted and . .if he loved her from a distance. .how hard was it going to be in his most intimate moments?

He shifted his weight.

Not wanting to recognize the intensity he had for her.

You hate me anyway.

He rubbed his tired eyes with the heel of his hand , so tired with his inner battles so tired of trying to keep her.... himself steady.

Starting the car , he knew one thing right away.

He couldn't run away from her because all his roads lead to her.

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In the morning, everything had fell right back to its snail place. .as if nothing had happened.

No hearts had been broken.

She had made him breakfast.

Had eaten with him.

No words were exchanged.

And just when he was about to go out the door , he stopped and looked over at her.

"Be ready. I have a dinner to attend."

He didn't give her enough time to recover and shut the door behind him.

Leaving her like a fish out of water.

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When Jonathan came in , he straight away went towards his room and stopped momentarily. . hearing the shower in the bathroom.

So she was in. .

Quietly, he opened the wardrobe and got himself a decent outfit. Then he went out to the guest room to change. Not wanting to be reminded of what transpired last night in the room.

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"It's five already. What the hell are you—," he stopped , standing on the entrance of the room . . watching her putting on lipstick. She had noticed his reflection in the mirror and turned around at him.

"I'm done." She said , smacking her lips to get the color even.

The way she did it. .his heart rate spiked up and in a second he took his control back from his heart.

Jennifer couldn't help but admire his tall frame in the white dress shirt thrown over brown pants. So deliciously cutting his frame to perfection and the light shadow over his face. .

Jennifer rushed towards the bed and grabbed the shiny clutch , all her hair fell over her shoulder and he couldn't seem to stop staring at her.

Yesterday. .24 hours back she had rejected him insulted him and yet he wanted her more than anything. .and yet his entire being wanted to grovel at her feet. .

He clenched his fist watching her strap her heels. .the truth was he didn't want to go. All he wanted was grab her and have his way with her. Punish her. Give her a taste of his love but. .

But his pride had been challenged and it was why he couldn't look at her for more than few seconds , a person who was all his.

"Come on." He finally rasped noticing her looking at him.

Instantly she was behind him when he turned around. As the pair walked towards the door , he stopped suddenly and Jennifer who was in her own world , collided with his back.

Jonathan turned around , grabbing her by the shoulders . . steadying her and feeling her all over him. .

He felt at peace at touching her in some manner.

He got what he wanted and his pride too got saved.

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She rolled her eyes when he put the backstreet boys on.

When he pulled his hand back , she launched into action and pushed the button. . changing the allure of backstreet boys to Brittany Spear's wails.

After a few minutes , his head began to pound.

"I can't hear this." He said at last , outstretching his hand but she batted it away.

"And I would rather die than listen to these losers!"

"There are other ways to die , you know. " He mused.

She looked away. "I know you want to kill me. That's old news."

"I don't want to and that should be new."

She shrugged in a haughty manner.

"Acting like a wife , I see. ."

His sarcastic tone didn't go unnoticed , she looked right back at him.

"I'm trying to impress my husband. Is it working?" Her tone dripped with sarcasm. .and scorn. And then as if she got a bolt of thought.

"Your mom called."

Jonathan didn't like it.

"And?"

She smirked staring at the road ahead.

"She gave me a string of colorful abuses."

Jonathan's grip tightened on the steering wheel. "You shouldn't have picked it in the first place."

Now that kinda shocked her.

She turned at him.

"She's your mom—,"

He cut her off.

"Mom or not , I won't allow anyone to insult my wife."

"And you?" She accused. "you keep doing that every single day."

Jonathan sighed softly , feeling the bite in her voice.

"You're mine." For the first time he looked in her eyes straight away ,"you're my wife . .all your breaths are mine. I can break you down and put you right back in place. All of this has one thing in common. .you're mine. .only mine. I have all kind of rights over you. .I will never allow anyone . .not even my mother to insult my wife , get it?" His eyes glinted possessively , spiking her heart rate.

Seeing him meaning his words made her feel. .scared and elated. It was strange .

Jonathan wished he could tell her . .show her his madness for her.

He loved her but he didn't know how to have her.

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