Dominant

I hear some knocking at the door and let myself in, believing it to be Anne. I was involved with some new problems that had happened, trying to split myself in two to solve them as quickly as possible.

"Hello Catherine". I hear a voice.

I lift my head and see Fernando Novem, my 'friend'. He was a great person and I loved talking to him, the problem was that we always ended up in bed. Unlike me, Fernando is a bit of a romantic and this has damaged our friendship that is not like it used to be.

"Fernando". I was surprised to see him, since we hadn't spoken in weeks, thanks to him who confessed that he wanted something more than just friendship. "It's great to see you". I speak sincerely, but with fear of why he had come to my work.

"Likewise". Speaks with a wry smile. "You didn't answer my calls or reply to the millions of messages I sent you, so I figured the only way to talk to you was to come to your favorite place in the world". Speaks looking around.

I laugh at his joke and stand up, greeting him with a hug. I sit down on the sofa and invite him to sit in a chair across from me. He sits down and looks pensive.

I wanted to..." We both speak in unison and then laugh.

"You can speak first". I say and he nods.

I see that he is nervous and I already fear the two future words, which could repair our friendship or destroy it for good.

"I know that we never talk about relationships, and I know how restrictive you are on that requirement". Speaks and swallows dryly. "But we have been together for almost two years and I thought that this would be enough time for you to develop trust in me, as well as feelings". Speaks as he looks at me intently. "So, do you have feelings for me?"

His question makes me shiver and I sigh tiredly. His gaze was expectant and it would be hard to hurt him a second time. So I stand up and sit on his lap, putting my hand on his face and caressing him.

"I love you". I speak sincerely. "But not in the way you expect". I clarify and he lowers his head. "I don't want to stay away from you, but I will if it helps you erase these feelings".

"Erase?" He asks confused, looking at me surprised. "Why don't we try? Maybe in time you can..."

"That's not going to happen, Fernando". I interrupt him. "Because I see you as a friend".

"Why?" His question sounds louder and more confused.

"Because she is engaged to be married". I hear that voice and already I want to roll my eyes.

Thomas was standing in the doorway of my office, God only knew how long he had been standing there listening to our conversation. He glares at me and I roll my eyes and stand up.

"Fiancée?" Fernando asks confused.

He stands up and stares at Thomas and me.

"Are you getting married?" Fernando asks, looking at me intently.

I sigh, since this situation shouldn't be happening.

"I can explain, Fernando". I say, wanting him to stop thinking nonsense.

"If you don't leave in a minute, I'll have to teach you not to mess with engaged women". Thomas speaks menacingly.

His gaze was different this time, it was totally dark. Fernando looks at him with hatred and starts to walk towards him, but I pull him by the arm. Thomas was a fighter and it wouldn't be fair.

"Ignore him Fernando, it's not worth it". I say, making him give me his full attention. "Let's go to lunch, I can explain everything". I say again.

He takes my hand off his arm and looks at me in disgust. His look is one of pure disappointment, as if he has seen a part of me that has changed everything.

"Be happy, you deserve each other". Speaks and leaves my office.

I sigh tiredly, feeling compassion for him.

"I'm going to have to teach you how to behave?" Thomas asks, looking at me angrily.

His expression was still serious and he seemed to have been overcome by anger.

"Screw you, Thomas". I say, rolling my eyes.

I walk quickly to the door, wanting to reach Fernando and beg him to listen to me. But Thomas holds my hand firmly, preventing me from leaving the office.

"What do you think you're doing, Thomas?" I ask angrily.

He closes the door tightly and locks it, causing me to look at him in confusion. He suddenly pushes me against the wall, which takes me by surprise. He moves closer to me, holding my body tightly and making sure that I don't get out of there.

"You are my fiancée and in a few days you will be my wife. You are only mine, understand?" He says seriously, looking at me in an intimidating way. "I never want to see you around another man again, do you understand?"

He brings his face closer to mine, staring at me. His grip on my waist had become much stronger and his gaze was dominating. I smile and see surprise appear in his eyes.

"Do you really think this marriage will be real? Do you really think I will be that devoted wife who does everything for her husband?" I ask, and laugh, finding it really funny. "If we do get married..."

"We will get married!" He speaks louder, wanting to make it clear that it was already decided.

"If we get married..." I start again, ignoring him. "I'm going to make your miserable little life a living hell. Are you used to being in charge? I'm the devil himself, and I'll show you how I take pleasure in torturing you in life".

I speak seriously, my dark side showing in his gaze. I push him away from me. He looks at me somewhat curiously and stares at me from head to toe. After a few moments he cracks a corner smile and malice plays in his gaze.

"I can't wait, my rose". Speaks with a mischievous smile.

I roll my eyes, losing patience with him. It was amazing his ability to drive me crazy and tempt me to kill him.

"Shall we go?" He asks, understanding the gallant hand.

I roll my eyes again and grab my purse, stepping out in front of him and listening to his laughter. It would be a big surprise if he stays alive for the next few days.