{Jason}I sat back on the chair, drumming my fingers on the table as I stared into space, my brain replaying every single scene that happened with Kelsie today. After work, I went straight to Mildred's cafe to pour out my mind to her before I go crazy. Now, here she is, sitting opposite me, patiently waiting for me to utter words. "I almost fired her today." I blurted out. Mildred furrowed her neatly carved brows in confusion "Who?" "Kelsie" I deadpanned. Mildred stared at me, studying my expression to check if I was joking or I was really being serious. When she saw no traces of playfulness on my face, she exclaimed. "What?! You almost fired her?!""Yeah" I sat foward, placing my arms on the table. "And I think I might have to really fire her if she comes late again" "So wait...." she pointed her first finger to my face. "You wanted to fire her because she came late just this once?" "Yeah. Isn't that enough reason for me to fire her?" "Have you heard something called 'second
{Kelsie} Jason needs help with his brain. He is not sane at all. After laying out some options that I disagreed to, he had to bring up the proposal of me staying with him under the same roof! Imagine that! If I agree to stay with him, Who's gonna kill who? Any other girl would have jumped on that offer but not me. I am not any other girl. I am Kelsie, the one who's surrounded by crazy bosses. If I had known the distance from the company to my place would cause a big problem to me, then I would have just ignored the company's good pay and continued with rendering my services to customers at the cafe. I pressed my first finger on my glasses. "You know living with you is not a good idea, right?" I asked Jason, trying to keep in my anger. He nodded, thinking about my sentence. "And you should recall that I clearly stated that I do not what your help, especially in monetary form" I reminded him in a strict tone. He grabbed the coffee and drank from it. "Wait..." he p
{Jason} Kelsie living with me was meant to be a punishment for her but why do I feel like I was gonna be the one getting punished? She arrived with Mildred who helped her get settled in since she was familiar with my house. After providing help where necessary, she left for the cafe, leaving me with Kelsie in the house. It's time to see how living with her will turn out to be. I was downstairs and she was upstairs doing God knows what. She was probably plotting different ways to kill me in my house, or she was just tired and laying quietly on the bed with no bad thoughts in her head. The good and surprising thing was that, the house was peaceful even with Kelsie in it, but I had a strong feeling that was just temporary. *** It's been hours already and the house remained surprisingly peaceful like there was no Kelsie and demons around. "Kelsie!!" I yelled out her name and got no response. Is she really still in this house? "Kelsie Keller!!" I waited to hear her footstep
{Kelsie}I smirked evilly as Jason started to cough out loud, placing a hand on his chest. That serves him right for ordering me around like a robot and treating me like trash but as the cough got louder and worse, I began to feel sympathetic towards him and guilty for my action. That was one wicked act from me, no doubt. I quickly held the glass of water on the table, put foward the rim of the cup towards his lips and assisted him to drink from the cup, gently caressing his back with my palm. After drinking, he began to pant while I still rubbed his hard back tenderly."Hey" I called softly. "Hey, look at me" He glanced up at my face "More water" He requested in a breath. I poured some water into the glass cup and handed it to him. He gulped it down and sighed, shaking his head. "That was one helluva spicy meal" He remarked, breathing in and out fastly. "I almost died, Kelsie" He looked up at me "Your first day living with me and I'm begging for my life. If you wanna kill me, yo
{Jason}I was expecting an empty living room but surprisingly that wasn't what I met. There was a feminine figure laying quietly on the couch. I narrowed my eyes. Having someone in my living room was weird as I was accustomed to living alone for years. Even the girls I fuck does not know what my living room looks like not to mention my bedroom. We do the fucking business in an hotel. The sexiness of the figure causing that familiar attraction made me recognize who it was immediately. "Kelsie?" I called standing at her front. She swiftly moved herself into a sitting position, her blue eyes bright at me through the glasses. I secretly wished she had taken them off so I could get a clear view of those beautiful blue eyes she possessed."Jason!" she called, the light in her eyes wiping off the stressed look on her face. I stared at her, confused at what surprised me more about her. I do not know if it was her calmness towards me, or the way her face brightened when she saw me or her
{Kelsie}The moment I heard the words 'you're fired' from Jason, something in my head sparked and got me heated in anger. How could he just fire the sweet guy just like that? He was a nice worker, bringing up good conversations and nice compliments that I do not get from my boss, not even in my dreams. This kind guy talked about how I well dressed I am down to how I spoke well. After dropping Jason's coffee on the table, he dismissed me like nothing happened. What a shithead!He brought up those beautiful gray eyes to my face "I thought I already told you to leave" "Leave?" I puffed out air in exasperation. "Did you just say leave?" "Yeah, I just did." He answered relaxedly and took his face back to the large table, but I still stood firmly in front of him imagining my hand pressing his head and then going down to squeeze that perfect pointed nose. "You can't just go around firing people" I started with him, trying hard not to act on my imagination. "You fired the innocent guy!"
{Jason}I sat on the couch eating a slice of pizza all because I was scared to eat Kelsie's food. Ever since she knew I would be driving her to work, her mood has changed to that of a serial killer's and I have learnt not to get her to cook when she's in a bad mood, but the question is, when is she even ever in a good mood? I heard a sound similar to that of a hiss and I knew where it came from without thinking deep. My eyes made contact with her blue fierce ones, her pink plump lips moving as she chewed the pizza full in her mouth. She slowly ran her pink tongue over her bottom lip in a seductive way but I could bet with my life that Kelsie would never think of seducing me. She does not really find me attractive in that way, but in other guys, she sees their good features that attracts her which makes her weirder to me. I noticed she already finished a slice of pizza and was planning on taking another one. "I just wanna know something, Jason" Her voice was low but unpleasantly ha
{Kelsie}The show on the TV got boring to me as I could not stop thinking about what happened today. I can't believe I fucked everything up. I made Jason angry that he had to leave the house to cool off and he is yet to be back. Jason's voice, booming in the house had cut me somewhere in my heart, I'm not gonna lie. It triggered some bad memories I have with my crazy dad, my real dad. His cold face flashed to my brain repeatedly and his drawled words echoed, giving me a headache. 'You should try not to be ungrateful like your mother, okay? I am trying my best. I work my ass off all because I've got a baby mama and a teenage girl, I can't allow ya'll to take my life, try to appreciate things for once!'"Kelsie" A deep voice coming from the back, stopped the flashback and I was happy the voice sounded at the right time.I looked up and saw Jason standing in his usual arrogant posture at my front, his hands kept in the pocket of his pants. "Hey" I greeted, rising to my feet but too
{Kelsie}I have been feeling my mum's questioning eyes on me ever since I entered the kitchen for breakfast. My mum staring at me is the least of my problems when I still have the clear erotic dream I had with Jason in it. I sat on the barstool to have my breakfast but I changed my mind when my mum kept staring fixedly at me.I took my meal to my bedroom, no one would stare at me there, but as my AMAZING luck would have it, I met my stepdad at the staircase giving me the same questioning stare my mum gave me. Can they all just stop? They way they have those big eyes on me makes me wanna cryyyyyy!!!For fuck sake, they should stop before I really starts to cry over the fact that I miss my husband so much. ***Going downstairs for anything, anything at all, was difficult for me to do. I stayed in my bedroom, curling up myself in a ball most of the time to think about my loving husband. Why am I even doing this to us? Okay, I remember, to save him from having a great heartbreak tha
{Jason} I assessed Kelsie, from her long, soft hair that I wanna run my fingers through, to her smooth thick thighs. I searched her blue eyes, they lacked the light that brightens them up, the glint of mischief I used to see has disappeared and that makes me sad. Kelsie was too quiet, too calm, too peaceful and it bothered me. I prefer the Kelsie that questions me, groans in irritation, yells out her annoyance, shows how pissed she is at me. Damn, I prefer the Kelsie that throws lots of curses at me. When Kelsie is being fierce, fighting me with her mean words, glaring at me, it makes me feel like things are normal, my life is not out of order. That is kinda insane, right? And very hilarious, but it is true. "Are you okay?" I asked, worried about her. "I am okay" That's not true at all, she looks hopeless. "You're not" I told her. She gazed away "Why are you here, Jason?" "I. . ." I frowned at myself "I don't know!" I said, still thinking about her question. "I gue
{Jason}When I woke up, I knew instantly that something was off somewhere. I scanned the room and saw that Kelsie wasn't there. Something tells me that what happened last night was gonna change a lot of things but I don't want to believe that until I saw a note on the bedside table which says:'I'm sorry I left. I just can't do this anymore, you are too good for meKelsie' I crumbled the paper in my hand, feeling like I'm about to burst. She does not have to leave. She does not have to leave. She does not have to. . . .Fuck!!{Kelsie}Things happened so fast that I can't handle it anymore. Maybe it didn't happen that fast, maybe it's just the complicated me thinking it did. My phone beeped and I glanced at it, just as expected, it was Jason who had sent another message. He has called and sent numerous message. 'Where are you?''Please tell me you're okay' 'Kelsie, why'd you leave?' 'We need to talk' 'I miss you, babe''Please just tell me you're okay''Call me if you need
{Kelsie}The shock of my life? Jason being serious about the words; 'I love you'Yeah, that's shocking---and scary. There are so many girls he could have fallen in love with, perfect girls that fate would have paired him with, but he had told me he loved me instead of the other girls. I can't love him in the right way, I would end up breaking his heart just the way I did with the other guys. I can't keep a love relationship for a long time, especially with someone that loves me the way Jason does. Matt loved me, and I left him right after breaking his beautiful heart, God bless the guy, he was so good to me. Now, Jason is in love with me, I would leave him too one day. My mum was right when she said I wasn't all that understanding. It's why I can't form a good lasting relationship with the guys I've dated. Maybe Jason is still confused about his feelings. It's probably just lust messing up his brain. I know that it's been a while he's had sex with a girl, maybe after releasing
{Jason}I was feeling that heat again, not the sexual one, I'm not always horny. It's the heat of anger. "You shouldn't have let this happen!" I hissed at the two women standing in front of me, and man, I was missing my wife already. Her magical presence and that amazing coffee would have calmed me down a bit, but she does not work here anymore. She is now my wife. "I am so sorry sir" The two women chorused. I clenched my fist, trying hard not to yell at them. "We are sorry sir" I don't think I can actually stay quiet anymore. "Fuck your sorrys" I cursed not giving a damn about their wince. I wanted to say more, spit out more curses but I remembered Kelsie again. If she is here to hear the venom in my voice as I throw curses at my employees, she would be displeased. "You know how much I hate failures" I stated my usual sentence firmly and they nodded quickly. "You both should have known how much I hate. . .delays!" "We are sorry, Mr Storm" They mumbled with their eyes on the g
{Kelsie}Jason was surprised to see me, no doubt and even I was surprised I ended up at the door of his bedroom. I never knew I was that bold to do something like that, but I guess having a lustful mind can make you courageous to do crazy things. My hot husband had a flirtatious look in his eyes as he regarded my short night wear that barely hid some certain parts of my body. His cheeks turned pink as his eyes traced the shape of my breasts in admiration. I expected him to ask me a question like, 'what are you doing here?' But he didn't. "Are you not gonna ask me what I'm doing here?" I asked as I reached the front of his bed. "You are my wife, Kels" He folded his big strong arms across his hard broad chest. "I shouldn't be asking a question like that when we should be sharing a bedroom in the first place"I twisted my lips, feeling my cheeks heat up fast as I knew he was right. He strode towards me, his gaze moving from my hair down to my legs. I felt nervous and my heart was
{Jason}The business discussion with Mrs Lions was over and I was more than happy to leave the restaurant. "It's barely a week since you got married and you are already a changed man" Mrs Lions remarked as we walked out of the restaurant together. I arched a brow at her, wondering what she meant by that. "You used to be very quick to anger, but now, not so much" She elaborated politely, grinning. "Oh" I commented as I wasn't sure if she was complimenting me or not, but I knew she was right. Kelsie had unknowingly taught me to be slow to anger."I'm not saying every signs of your short temper has disappeared" I creased my brows. What is this woman even saying? "But I can still say you're a better man than you were before" I hummed. She is literally saying I wasn't a good man in the past, but I can't be that bad, right? Maybe I'll ask Kelsie. By the time I got home, dinner was ready and my lovely wife was already sitted at the dining room. I guess she's been waiting for minute
{Kelsie}Why had Jason told me he loved me? I have no idea. But why I have been avoiding him since the time he said those scary words to me? Yeah, I understand my reasons. He avoided me a lot too and I don't know if that was supposed to make things easier or harder. I can just say he's made things difficult since the time he said to me 'I love you'. I am so complicated I don't think a guy should just LOVE me romantically. Loving me is not even such a good idea. I didn't marry Jason because I love him, I married him because. . . . Because I love his money, I love the benefits this marriage is gonna bring to me, I love it that I was gonna get married to someone insanely attractive like him, someone my family likes, and he knows all that so why bring such intense and terrifying feeling into this marriage to mess it up. Love would only mess our marriage up and he is smart enough to understand that. Now that we were done with the honeymoon that got ruined the moment Jason had said '
{Jason}"I love you, baby" I subconsciously mumbled those words and snapped my eyes open. Oh, SHIT. I glanced at my surroundings and realized it was a bright morning already. The empty space beside me told me that I had woken up a bit late today probably because I had dreamt all night about confessing my love to Kelsie. ('I love you, baby')Those words. . . Why exactly did I even think about them. I puffed out air, pushing my fingers into my hair with my eyes shut. All I have been thinking about since the night of the wedding was 'I love you, baby' and all I've been doing was stammer whenever I try to say it out loud. I am such a fucking coward. I love a girl, yet I am frightened. I am scared I'm not gonna be that good at loving her in the right way, scared of the commitment issues I've got. I sighed loudly and started to climb down the bed. Time to face my wife today and I hope I don't do something stupid like I did on my wedding night, stammering my love confession. Minute