Jealous boss

I don't think there's is any situation that can be this awkward, dark and scary. I think as we make our way up to his office. How do I even begin to explain anything to him. He obviously caught me staring at his brother like he's the light brightening up my world. I did not even notice him coming up behind me because I was so engulfed in watching his brother. What do I say?

“ You better have a good explanation for why you are having private sessions with my brother. Is this the first time or is this what you always do? Are you that slutty that you would sell yourself to him after signing yourself up to me?"

“ Whoa whoa whoa!!! Why would you say that? I have never had a relationship with your brother. Where did you get that idea from?"

“ I don't know, maybe because you were looking at him like you would love nothing than for him to take you, right there, on the grass? How dare you make me look like a fool to my friends?"

“ And how would you know what I was thinking?"

“Every woman looks that way when they are desperate to get fucked" he says stalking towards me slowly. His predatory aura keeps me standing still.

“ I know because I get that look all the time. He probably knows that too. He probably knows what you want him to do to you." His voice gets dangerously low.

“You.. you're wrong" I force myself to say. I can't even get the words out of my mouth properly as he takes up the remaining space, trapping me between himself and his large mahogany table, enveloping the rest of the air in the room.

My breath gets hitched in my lungs. It's like my brain knows how important air is for my survival but my lungs refuses to take the command because there is a greater force commanding it to stop working. In this case, that great force is this arrogant tyrant and it's like I can only react when he finally tells me to. I feel like a machine and he's the only thing right now that is stopping me from working normally.

“ Tell me. How many times has he touched you? Did he touch you while you both were alone in the garden? Is that why you went there alone with him? So that he can fuck you conveniently in private. How much did you enjoy selling yourself to him? Or did you just give it to him for free? Tell me! How many of the men in this house has touched you? Do you just go giving it around when they offer you as little as a smile? Should I have bought you for less? Are you that wanton that..."

I don't let him complete what he has to say as the sound of my palm coming in contact with his cheek fills the room. How dare he talk to me like that. His shock and surprise gives me an opening to shove him off me and move quickly to the side. Not as far as the distance I would prefer to put between us but far enough for me to breathe without directly inhaling his own breath.

“ How dare you say that to me? How dare you slut shame me without giving me a chance to explain what really happened." I want to cry but I would rather roll in the mud in front of a thousand people than give him the satisfaction that he craves.

God! I really did sign myself off to the wrong brother!!!

“ The only reason I went to the garden was to get fresh apples to make Mrs Rina's favorite cake to help cheer her up. He went there with me because we were having a conversation on how to help her and he helped me carry the bag because he is a gentleman. A term I do not expect you to understand since you care nothing about anyone who is not in the mirror when you look at your reflection." I say while trying to regulate my breathing and heartbeat.

I look at his face and there's no sign of understanding and remorse that I really want to see. There's no sign of anything. God, I feel the heart attack coming. Lord help me. I don't want to breakdown in front of this man cos I'm sure he'll just stand there and watch me die.

“ You expect me to believe that when he kissed your hands. Do you know what my friends are saying? Do you know what my associates will say if they see this? You are supposed to be my wife in less than two weeks. You are supposed to be mine yet you flaunt yourself for the next cheap person that walks through the door."

“ I don't care what your friends think and if you really cared to make things work then maybe you wouldn't but there's no need for that. I don't want to marry you anymore. I want out of the contract."

“ Why? So that you can run back to my brothers arms? You really like to prove how stupid you are. You think I will let you go just like that after signing a binding contract?"

“ But we are not married yet"

“We aren't but it doesn't change the fact that you already signed a contract. A contract that solidifies my claim on you, body and soul."

Once again, he traps me but this time not in his embrace with his strong arms but with his intense stare and once again I can't move. He looks me in the eyes and it's like he's talking to my soul, marking on it, imprinting on me “ It means that if you ever have the urge or need for anything, you come to me. You need someone to touch you, you come to me. You want to stare at someone, you stare at me. You want to think of someone, you think of me. I won't share you with the bastard. Now get out!"

I don't need to be told twice. It's like my body only responds to him. Immediately I'm out of his study, I race down to my room and rush for my drugs in the drawer to calm my racing heart before I die of a heart attack. I don't even know what I'm feeling right now. Anger? Yes. Sadness? Definitely. Disappointed at his lack of reasoning despite his reputation? Absolutely. But there's also something deep down. Something I just can't wrap my head around. Something I just can't explain.

I lay face down on my bed and finally let out the tears. Has he no shame whatsoever, saying all that he said to me? How can he just conveniently out me down like that. What kind of gratification does he get from doing that to people cos he does that to everyone but it seems like he has it out worse for me. I don't even know what to do to help myself. I already signed that binding contract so I can't even think to get myself out of this. My suspicion was right all along. I'm definitely going to end up unhappy like his mother. No offense to your blessed soul Mrs Tatiana. How am I supposed to get through a five year marriage when we're not even married and I already feel like killing him. Or myself. How could he just condemn me without giving me a chance to speak for myself!

I do have a crush on his brother but I have never acted on it. Or is having harmless thought the same as committing the act? And why would he just assume that his brother wants anything with me? He's the loveliest man I've ever come across. I have no idea why he thinks his brother wants to get in his way all the time.

There's suddenly a knock on the other side of the door “ are you okay sweetie? I saw you rush into your room and bang the door. Is everything alright?" She says as she walks over to my bed and sits next to me. Oh my dear sweet mother!

I can't even make out any words cos I can't even explain anything to her without letting out the whole truth which goes against the stupid contract. I just burst into uncontrollable tears. “ let it out dear, let it all out" I can hear her say as she continuously pat's on my head. I'm angry and since I'm powerless I'm this situation, the only thing I can do is cry. Cry the hurt out. I wish I could have done more like shoot his stupid eyes, or break the stupid hands he used to keep me trapped or destroy his vocal cords so that I can't hear his seductive voice anymore. I keep crying until I give in and let sleep take over.

I wake up much later, at dusk, feeling much better. I take a look outside and the sun is barely hanging in the sky but creates the most beautiful shade of orange with it's little rays shooting through the clouds. The sky looks do ethereal right now. It's out of this world. This is picture worthy.

“ Are you okay?" Tianna startles me out of my nature admiration session. “ Yeah" I say dryly “ I'm okay. Just admiring nature. See how beautiful the sky looks. See how that cloud looks like a trombone with purple hue. God really is creative."

“ I know. And the one next to it looks like what Brutus can create after eating something Leon cooks" I look around the sky searching for what she's talking about while trying to hold back my laugh.

“ Where is it?"

“ There's nothing there. I just wanted to check if you're still capable of laughter. Your mom told me what happened this afternoon."

I just knew something was up. “ It really is nothing, I'm just feeling stressed out and frustrated that's all."

“ I know you'd say it's nothing but I still want you to know that you can talk to me about anything. We're stuck with each other forever so we have no other choice than to be open to each other."

“ I do know that." I reply and we go into comfortable silence.

After a while I decide to ask “ How far are you willing to go for money? Like what can you do to ensure financial stability?"

“ In a better world, I would say investing would be the best but we hardly have enough money for anything and don't even know how to start investing. But for the world we're in, I'd do anything for money. Anything that isn't stealing"

“ Would you sell your body and soul for a huge sum of money? Like would you be willing to give yourself up for a while for it?"

“ I feel like when it comes to the body and soul, you can't draw a time limit to when you will get to own yourself once again. A decision that entails the body and soul is not something that just comes and goes. It's something that will change your life forever. Let's say for example, you keep hitting a person for years, even when that person comes out of that situation, he'll never really get over the fact that he was getting hit. Even if he heals and tries to move on, he'll always remember that experience. I don't know if I'll be able to sell my body and soul for money cos I've not been put in a position to make that choice but I don't think it's something I want to do. It will definitely shape the rest of my life and I don't know what I'm going to encounter there. It sounds scary to do that. To blindly go into something that will determine everything. Did you sign the devil's paper?"

“ What? No"

"I did worse than that. I signed papers to marry the worst psychopath the world can ever have."

“ Good enough. I wouldn't wnat you to die pretty early and have me cleaning my tears with the rest of your devil dollars. You sure you didn't sign the papers?" She says with mock seriousness.

I hit her with my elbow “ Stupid bitch."

“ I'm serious. I see how hard you struggle. Hardly getting what you want now because you want a better future. I just want you to take a chill pill and take some time for yourself. You know your health and how hard you shouldn't push yourself. Once in a while, just take a step back and relax for you and everything else will fall in place."