My ex-husband

Chapter 1: Revenge

"-Welcome home Madame. Is there anything I can do for you?"

I rolled my eyes, almost throwing my suitcase in the hallway before he hurried up and took it away from me. I made my way inside ten million dollars antique villa. My eyes immediately narrowed when I spotted a picture hanging on the facing wall.

My head snapped in the direction of the two maids who were staring at me, almost frightened by my presence. Good, they should be afraid.

"-Remove that picture at once." I ordered coldly. They immediately rushed towards said destination and removed the offending site from before my eyes.

I made my way towards the stairs, anger still seeping inside of me from the picture I just saw. I spotted my brother going down said stairs, smiling widely at me.

"-Sister! You're back! I missed you so much!" He yelled before hugging me tightly. I returned the hug lightly before letting him know that it was time to move away. Almost ashamed of his sentimental display before the gathered servants he smiled shyly, a healthy blush making its way towards his cheeks.

However his smile did not last long as soon as he heard what I had to say. My voice resonated loud in the vast hallway, startling all the servants and making my own brother back away a few steps away.

"-May I know why his picture was still hanging there on my walls? Did I not give you the instructions to burn all what is related to him? Why did you not obey me in my absence? Or did you think that one year away was enough to make me forget that I am the absolute mistress of this house and that my word is the law?"

Silence resonated after my cold words but I did not care. I was absent for a while year and the servants had to know that I was in charge. I was not to be underestimated. My words were to be taken with full consideration. So how did he dare to greet me with his picture hanging on the wall? The picture of that animal?

My brother was the first to recover from the shock. His head fell downward and my lips curled upward. Good, he knew now that I was serious.

"-I am sorry, I thought that since you were in that picture you wouldn't want it to be destroyed." He murmured, his eyes never meeting mine.

I huffed while taking the first step up the stairs. Without replying, I moved up until I reached the second floor. I then casted a quick look on the whole people who were still waiting or my orders.

"-Call my lawyer, and do not disturb me for anything else." I simply stated before moving away towards my bedroom.

Once inside, I closed the door behind me and leaned on it. My eyes scanned the whole space in front of me. Everything was the same, everything just as I left, however there was something different, something bitterer.

I smiled coldly, sitting on the edge of my bed. Maybe it was me who was bitter, maybe it was me who changed.

I shook my head, letting my hair get free from the pins that fixed it against my skull in a painful bun. It fell over my shoulders like black satiny curtains. I passed my hand in it, silently staring at my reflection in the mirror just in front of me.

….I was back.

One year ago I thought I would never be able to sit on this bed again but there I was, doing that same exact thing. One year ago I ran away, I was a coward or maybe I did not have the heart to get my revenge.

…but now everything was different. Now I was going to make him pay for what he had done to me. I was going to make him wish he never met. I smiled again, my hand falling to my side. I got up and went to my closet. I had left all my cloths here, my jewelry, my accessories, my shoes, everything…

I opened it and my eyes were greeted by my entire past wardrobe. I laughed ironically as I examined my old cloths. How prude was I to dress like that? This dress for example showed absolutely nothing of my curves while that one almost touched the ground in its length. Ridiculous. What was I thinking? Dressing like a nun?

I huffed again and was about to close the closet and order it burnt when I spotted a shirt, a white shirt hanging under one of my dresses. My heart suddenly picked up speed as I touched it with my hands. It was his favorite shirt.

I gulped, my hands never ceasing their motions on it, as if they were trying to regain memories of him, of his touch, his scent…

My eyes widened as my brain registered my weakness. Was I succumbing? Was I beginning to become weak even before starting to become strong?

As if burnt my hands let go of it and I closed the closet with enough force that made the glass if the window shake. I placed my hand on my heart, willing it to stop his absurd acceleration. My eyes immediately hardened. I had a mission to accomplish, a man to destroy.

I smiled in satisfaction. Yes, I would destroy him, I would make him beg. He would not know what hit him until it would be too late.

I was startled from my thoughts when someone knocked on the door. I took a deep breath before willing the person to come in.

"-Welcome home Madame. I heard that you asked for my presence. How can I serve you?" My lawyer asked, smiling quietly, as if he knew why I had invoked him.

Of course he knew, everyone who knows me would know why I came back.

"-Hello Naraku, I want to talk to you about someone. And please, don't call me Madame, I am not married anymore."

His grin widened maliciously. Oh yes, of course I knew that he was evil, but he was also the best, and having the best will enable me to fulfill my revenge till the end. Maybe one year ago he used to intimidate me but now, well now he was just a way that I would use to get what I want.

"-And what shall I call?" He asked, cocking his head to the side, his eyes holding mine for signs of weakness or maybe intimidation.

I had none.

"-call me Miss Kagome. Now let us talk business. Tell me what exactly I can do to make that man lose everything he still has."

My lawyer furrowed his brows, feigning an innocence he obviously did not have.

"-And what man are we talking about Miss Kagome? I do not understand you?"

I smiled, sitting on the edge of my bed. His eyes followed my movement, curiosity obvious in them. He should have noticed by now that I was different than before, much more different. I crossed my legs together, allowing my skirt to rise considerably. He shifted uncomfortably on his feet, his face failing miserably to hide how effected he was.

I knew I was now much more beautiful than before. Oh yes, and I would use that to get my revenge. My body was also a tool I was willing to use, maybe for later if necessary.

"-Naraku, I thought you were smarter than that. I am talking about my ex husband… Inuyasha Taisho." I spat the name with such hatred that my hands trembled. However, I immediately regained my composure and grinned maliciously.

My lawyer stared at me before clearing his throat, trying to hide his discomfort, or maybe something else. My lips curled upward for a moment before I immediately regained control. I knew I affected men that way since I changed my whole appearance, from a simple girl to a seductress who was not afraid of showing as much of her body as necessary.

"-of course, " he replied, his eyes never leaving his, but now I was able to see the change in the way he was looking at me, I was able to see the difference I invoked in his perspective in my person. Good, no excellent. If I was able to impress Naraku into silence for a few minutes, then I was strong enough to destroy the man that I once loved more than life and that I now hated more than death.

"-I have all the information you need." He continued.

I lay in my bed, my eyes staring at the ceiling. My life was empty. Sometimes I wondered why I would bother to even wake up. I took a deep breath and was about to get up when the girl on my side rolled over and hugged from behind, kissing my neck tenderly. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations.

Sometimes when your life is empty, it is better if you fill it with primal needs that would distract you even for a few moments from the dark and empty world you live in.

I rolled her over so that I was on top of her and buried my face in her neck, kissing the flesh that I found there. Her nails dug in my back as she moaned my name. God I was such a mess, bedding a girl just to get a release I desperately needed.

But soon, I stopped thinking and lost myself in her wonderful body. I played her as I wished and she allowed me to do as I pleased. My hands went everywhere, explored all the places that only a husband should touch.

I soon got bored and ordered her on her stomach. She was more than happy to accept, finally pleased by the fact that I was to end the physical need that burned within her. She screamed again and again my name as I mounted her and plunged inside of her so deep. Sweat fell from my forehead down my neck, all the way dampening my hair. I needed that, I needed the release.

I picked up my pace, desperate to get there. She thrashed under me while I forced her legs apart even more, my hands sneaking to her front, cupping her breasts and toying with them. She buried her face in the pillow, her fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

We were close and I could feel it, so close and then we were there, together. She screamed my name to the heavens while I grunted her name and fell next to her, my eyes wide open, hers too. We lay there in silence, none of us speaking. She was the first one to recover as she sat up slowly, wincing and clutching the cover on her chest.

Yeah right, as if she needed that modesty now after all what we had done. I hated hypocrites like her, hiding her body after letting me mount her like an animal.

"-Who's Kagome?" She finally asked, her vast green eyes staring at me. I rolled my eyes while getting up and trying to find my discarded cloths. I finally managed to find my pants and was putting them on when her voice resonated again, this time more determined.

"-Are you even aware that you just screamed 'Kagome' while you were still inside of me you jerk? Who is she?"

I moved to my shirt, doing quick work of buttoning it. I did not have to answer that question.

"-answer me!" she shrieked, getting up and moving towards me all the while still wrapped in that ridiculous white cover of hers. I just touched everything she had to offer, inside and out and she still had the audacity to claim innocence and modesty?

"-isn't that the name of your ex-wife?"

I ignored her and sat on the edge of the bed, putting my shoes on. I was late enough, I had to go to work and she was distracting me with her stupid questions.

"-Inuyasha!" She exclaimed. This time, I looked directly at her.

"-Yes, this is the name of my ex-wife. Her name is Kagome. What does this have to do with you?"

Her beautiful face darkened with anger as she glared at me.

"-You just screamed her name!" she yelled, her glare getting more intense. "Were you thinking of her while fucking me? Is that it?"

I smiled coldly, my eyes never leaving her green ones.

"-always…" I murmured loud enough for her to hear and low enough to keep it as a twisted secret of mine. Her mouth fell open in surprise before she slapped me hard across the face. I didn't even flinch; I just took it with happiness. I deserved this, I deserved this punishment.

"-You're sick! She left you and you still envision her in other women! You should go to a doctor!"

She got dressed and made her way towards the door, cursing lightly all the way. As she was exiting the door, her last words got through my defenses.

"-You are pathetic."

I believe I am. As soon as she was gone I collapsed on the bed, my eyes staring at the ceiling again. One year ago she left without letting me explain myself. But what was there to explain? I don't know myself what happened that night. I don't even know how I was in that bed in the first place but who would believe me? Who would believe that I loved her and that I would have never cheated on her when they found me in the same bed with her best friend, both of us naked and without any memory of the previous night?

She left me. It was over. And even if we met again, I was sure that she would look the other way. I was pathetic in my love for her. My only hope were those stolen moments of pleasure when I could pretend that the woman beneath me was her…always her.

"-Really?" I laughed, my eyes twinkling with hatred and excitement. "Are you sure?"

Naraku nodded, still reading his file.

"-Yes Miss Kagome, I am sure. His company is not as steady as before. Since you two have divorced, he is going through a lot of financial troubles, that's why he will try this evening to make a partnership with the businessman Kouga Takashi in order to have enough suppliers for is next big project. As my sources say, this project would help him regain his equilibrium in the market."

I furrowed my brows, taking another inhale of my cigarette. We were studying this file for two weeks and Naraku had discovered that that man's company was going through a really hard time.

"-so you mean…" I started, taking another inhale, "that if this partnership with Kouga Takashi doesn't work, he won't have what he needs to launch his project?"

My lawyer nodded, his eyes watching my movements.

I sat back, my eyes focusing on the papers I was holding.

"-Good, that's very good." I answered, watching my fingernails for a moment. "That's excellent." I continued as a small smile crept to my face. I want you to arrange it so that I get invited to this party tonight.

-of course." Naraku replied before excusing himself. I sat there alone, inhaling what remained of my cigarette, ignoring the way my hand trembled without my control. I was going to meet the man who destroyed me tonight; I was going to see him, to smell him, to touch him, to be near him…

My other hand gripped its shaking twin and forced it on my lap. I was not allowed to shake, I was not the same innocent girl that I was when he married me, the girl who fell in love with me so greatly, so deeply, so strongly, so blindly…

Oh no…

I smiled, getting up and opening the door of my office. I spotted the maid that was cleaning the big salon.

"-where is my brother?" I asked coldly. I felt fear radiate from her as I addressed her. She stumbled and stuttered with her words, clearly intimidated by me.

"-Where is he?" I ordered this time, not asked.

"-I would call him at once Madame." She murmured before hurrying towards the stairs. God how much I hated those servants, how much I hated this house, how much I hated everything that was around me. A small smile crept to my lips. Maybe I hated myself too. Now that was an amusing thought.

"-you called me sister?"

I turned around and came face to face with my younger brother. I smiled.

"-We are going to a business party tonight Souta, I want you to be ready at eight. Please dress formally.

-a business party? But…"

His questions were immediately cut by my frown. I glared at him, angry that he would question my intentions.

"-Your place is not to ask such questions Souta. Go and get dressed. You will accompany me without questions. I do not have time for your nonsense."

I turned around, not wanting to see him anymore when his words froze me.

"-what happened to you Kagome? What have you done to yourself?"

I closed my eyes for a second before reopening them.

"-prepare yourself. Be ready at eight." I simply repeated before going back to my office. His words had absolutely no effect over me. I had plans for my ex-love, and no one, no one would stop me from getting my revenge.

I poured myself a drink, trying to calm my nerves. Whiskey would help me relax a little, would warm my now very cold hands and would numb my acing heart. What a divine medicine alcohol was. I couldn't understand why doctors didn't recommend it.

"-a bunch of fools. " I commented loudly before taking my first sip.

"-exquisite taste…the taste of revenge."

It was a very boring party, and that was the least that could have been said. If that Kouga was not essential for me right now, for the survival of my company, I would have left from the first moment I stepped here. Hell, I would have not come at all.

I looked at my watch for the hundredth time that evening. It was now ten o'clock and that jerk was still chatting with those young women in the corner. What a womanizer, I thought as I rolled my eyes.

I was stuck in a group of females myself. They were all chatting rather happily, from time to time touching my shoulder a little longer than necessary, or giving some hidden comments about later in the night.

I took a deep breath. After all, I was known for being one of the most playful bachelors in the city since my divorce. Some women understood that all what I needed was quick sex and they were fine with that. If not, well, I'll end up with a hard slap across my face.

I flicked my jaw at the memory and finally excused myself from my group. I could see the looks of disappointment in those women's eyes. I sent them a flirtatious smile that promised them that the evening was not over yet then made my way towards Kouga.

If the wolf won't take the bait than I would take the bait right to him, I thought as I reached his side. As if noting my impatience, he excused himself from the others and walked with me to the cocktail table.

"-So Mr. Taisho, I heard that you are interested in a partnership with me." He said, his blue eyes boring holes into mine. I smiled, returning the stare.

"-You know that I am working on a huge project right now, and if the project succeeds, which it will, we would be able to get millions of pure profit.

-what are the risks?" he shot back. I was ready for that question. After all, I was a businessman and that was a classic one.

"-You can never shine if you don't take risks. Stay safe and you will stay where you are. Be my partner and you won't regret it."

He took a deep breath, his blue eyes scanning the crowds before he answered.

"-I'll give you my response in one week Taisho. This is big; I need to consult my other partners. This decision is not mine to take.

-I understand." I replied and was about to continue when my eyes landed on someone that made the words die in my mouth. As if sensing my sudden shock, Kouga's eyes followed mine and landed on the object of my stares.

"-Beautiful…" He murmured loud enough for me to hear as he moved towards her. I stay rooted in place, my heart beating loudly in my ears. She was back, and she was breathtakingly divine. Beautiful was not the right word to describe her; she was more than that, much more.

I watched from my position as Kouga took her hand in his and kissed it softly. I saw her smile, that smile that captivated me years ago, that smile that still holds me slave to her desires. Her eyes suddenly shot to mine and my heart made another painful jump. I gulped, my feet getting suddenly cold. And then they moved away, as if I didn't exist, as if I was nothing to her.

She scanned the remaining of the crowd with no interest before her beautiful eyes landed on Kouga. And she smiled to him, and I could see him staring at her, in her revealing red dress that hugged all the curves that I only knew, that dress that showed much more cleavage than necessary, that dress that stopped well above her knees.

And her hair, God, her hair had gotten taller, much taller; it cascaded down her back like a waterfall, a waterfall that I would die to bath in. And her face, those red lips that would invite any man to taste them, those lips that would drive a man towards madness.

And all that was revealed to everybody's gaze. My wife, my wife was the object of lust of all the men in the room, mainly Kouga who was by now holding her hand rather intimately, probably getting introduced to her, probably planning on spending the remainder of the night with her. Jealousy shot through me like the plague, immediately invading all of my being.

No, if she thought she could return one year later and pretend as if I never existed, if she thought she could have any man beside me than she was sorely mistaking. I would die before letting another man be with her. She was mine.

He was staring at us. Good. I smiled to Kouga, letting him kiss my hand softly. I pretended to like his touch so I leaned more towards him. I knew that all men in the room were by now looking at me, washing I would warm their bed by tonight. But they were strongly mistaking my intentions.

I did not care for any of them; I did not care for Kouga or any other man. No, I cared for that animal, for that monster that crushed my heart. I cared enough to make him suffer, to make him go crazy, to make him lose everything he has.

But I looked. I was not supposed to look at him, I was not supposed to meet his eyes, but I did. My heart almost left my chest and went to him but I quickly averted my eyes, making him feel unworthy of my stare. I quickly fixed a mistake that I should have never committed. I knew that I was weak but I also knew that I could be strong enough to hide my weakness.

I listened to Kouga as he introduced himself, and then he wondered how come we never met. I explained to him that I recently took over my late parents' business and that I only came back two weeks ago from abroad.

His intentions were clear. He was attracted to me and he made feel that attraction during the evening. He held my hand the entire time; he only gave his attentions to me while other women desperately tried to gain that same attention. And as the evening progressed, I sneaked glances at my ex-husband who kept his distance away from me, surrounded by women touching him whenever they could.

My face paled when I saw him smile at them, completely ignoring me. Why was my plan failing? Why was he not trying to talk with me, to find a way at least? Did he never even care to the point that even now; even when I am the most beautiful woman in this party he was still not interested?

I glared at Souta as I saw him start talking with him rather amicably. I saw Inuyasha put his hand on his shoulder, taping it like a big brother would. That fueled my anger. The monster was trying to disguise himself in a sheep. He was asking for it, I had to raise the stakes. He did not know that as he was laughing and having a great time, Kouga was slowly being wrapped around my finger. And when I would be done from him, he would never accept to be his partner.

The last idea brought a smile on my face. I put my hand around Kouga's arms and squeezed it. The businessman who was in the middle of a conversation stuttered slightly before resuming to my ultimate pleasure. Tonight I would make sure that Kouga would never ever forget me. I licked my lips in anticipation. Tonight, I declared war.

I liked talking with Souta, it reminded me of the time when I was with her, with my wife. I patted him on the shoulder. He was like a little brother to me and the only one who believed that I would never betray his sister. Too bad that Kagome did not have such faith in me after all.

"-So, how's your sister these days?" I finally asked him after moments of hesitation.

He took a deep breath and looked at her direction for a while before looking at me.

"-The girl that you are talking about does not exist anymore Inuyasha. Kagome is not the same anymore. She smokes and drinks all the time, and when she doesn't do that she spends her time talking with Naraku about who knows what.

-Naraku?" I asked, a little bit worried. She was drinking? And smoking? Why would she do that? She was the most innocent girl I have ever met, she was my angel. I sneaked a peak at her direction and my eyes darkened when I saw how she squeezed Kouga's arm rather provocatively. Blood boiled in my veins like magma when I noticed how she licked her lips like a common whore. That was Kagome that I knew, that was not her.

"-She really wanted to go to this party today." Souta continued, oblivious to his sister's indiscretion. "I think it has something to do with Kouga. She wanted to meet him specifically I guess.

-and why would she want to do that?" I asked him and frowned when he looked away. I gulped, afraid of the answer but I wanted to know anyway.

"-why would she do that Souta?" I insisted. His time, his eyes met mine.

"-for company." He mumbled.

"-what do you mean by company?"

Again he looked away, but this time, I didn't have to ask the question again; the answer came immediately.

"-She has changed Inuyasha. She's not the innocent girl that we all knew. She now likes to seduce men…"

Silence stretched between us. I did not ask any further. My heart sank and all the blood rushed to my ears, making them burn and causing the remaining of my body to freeze. Souta did not say the words but I understood them.

She was doing just like me, she was using sex as a distraction. But the difference was that she was my wife and the idea of another man touching her was enough to push me to murder. I loved her dammit! Whether she wanted it or not, whether she believed it or not I didn't care! No other man would ever lay a hand on her, I would get her back, I would make her love me and trust me again even if it took all my might to do that.

It was now approximately midnight and the party was almost over. I looked at Kouga who did not leave my side since I entered and smiled. He smiled back.

"-so, do you want to continue the night somewhere else?" he asked, "I know this great club where we can be more comfortable."

I laughed, looking at him with a small pout. Now that I think about it, it would be better if I made him want me so much before giving in to him. I would torture him to the point that he would be ready to do anything in order to bed me. And then I would ask him to let go of Inuyasha.

"-I am sorry Kouga but I am tired. Why don't we meet tomorrow?"

His smile faltered for a second before he caught himself.

"-of course." He murmured, kissing my hand and this time leaving the contact of his lips with my skin more than necessary. How pathetic.

I turned around and exited the building, Souta hot on my heels.

"-where is the driver?" I asked him as we reached the parking, our car nowhere to be seen. Souta stared at me for a second before replying.

"-I told him to go."

My eyebrows rose as I stared at my little brother as coldly as I could. Was it his habit to disobey me?

"-excuse me?" I asked, "And why would you do that?"

He simply shrugged, a small smile making its way towards his lips.

"-I didn't want him to wait us all night. It was uncalled for, especially when Inuyasha offered so kindly to drive us home.

-what?" I murmured angrily, my eyes darkening considerably. As on cue, I heard footsteps come near us and I felt the presence of someone behind me, so close. My body trembled slightly and my nose was assaulted by his cologne, the same cologne I loved so much to smell before going to sleep in his arms.

"-no." I stated, looking directly at Souta, not bothering to turn around although all my being wanted to.

"-it's dark." His masculine voice resonated behind me, making goose bumps rise on my skin. I mentally winced, feeling myself go weak but my eyes reflected nothing of my internal trouble. "And I promised Souta to drive you home. Don't make such a big deal of absolutely nothing, Kaggie."

My eyes widened and I could see Souta smiling at my childish nickname. I controlled my emotions again and turned around, coming face to face with my devil. My breath hitched for a second. He was not different; he was the same, just the same.

His eyes stared in mine before slowly and deliberately falling to my parted lips. I quickly snapped out of my stupor and gave him a fake smile.

"-do not address me as so Inuyasha Taisho or I would think that you are underestimating me. As for the other thing, I would prefer to ride with someone other than you."

The double meaning didn't escape nay of us, but we both chose to ignore it. It was Souta who finally broke the stares that we were exchanging.

"-Please sister, it's just a ride."

I had to accept. Refusing was a weakness, it would give him the impression that I feared him or that I was still weak in front of him.

"-very well. Get your car." I answered arrogantly, not even looking at him.

The ride was silent. I sat in the back while Souta sat in the passenger seat. Tension could be felt in the air. I simply ignored him and looked from my window. But I was not that strong. From time to time I would sneak a peek at him, the way his strong hands gripped the driving wheel, those same hands that held me at night.

That bastard, that cheating bastard. He used me; he just used me as a spare resource in case his money ran out. He only wanted me for my fortune. He never loved me and I only discovered this truth when I found him in our bed, naked, with my own cousin.

I suddenly felt the car stop. We were home and I didn't even realize it. I unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car. Souta immediately went to the main gate. I was following him when suddenly someone gripped my hand and brought me back towards the car's hard surface.

The cold metal touched my bare back and I gasped as my front body collided with my ex-husband's muscular form. His strong hands gripped my arms painfully, rooting me in my place.

"-let me go this instance." I commanded, glaring at him. His hands immediately released me. I was surprised by his immediate obedience, impressed by myself when his hands grabbed my face and his lips slammed to mine.

I immediately struggled, refusing the contact, my body thrashing, trying to push him as far as I could. His hands still grabbing my face titled it upward forcefully as his tongue pried my lips open and plunged inside, exploring all what I had to offer.

My eyes widened, my hands trying to remove his from my face to no avail. His tongue lazily caressed mine, his teeth nipping my lips repeatedly. His body crushed mine on the car, and he pressed his knee between my legs, applying enough pressure to build an ache there, an ache that I had not had for awhile. His mouth finally left mine while I gasped for much needed air.

"-you bastard." I choked out as he moved away from me, wiping away my rouge à lèvres from his lips, a smug look on his face.

"-you bastard!" this time I yelled, moving towards him. I raised my hand and slapped him hard across his face, the sound of it resonating in the darkness surrounding us.

He made no move to stop me, no move to defend him but it didn't matter. I hated him too much to even notice. In a frenzy, angered that he still had such a control over me, angered that my body was traitorously humming for his I searched the ground and when I found it, I threw the little rock as powerful as I could on his precious Porsche car. The front glass shattered completely as I watched with satisfaction.

Eagerly, I awaited him to shout, to yell, to hit me, anything, anything to show me that I hurt him, anything to make me hate him even more.

He stood there in silence before walking towards his car and opening the front door.

"-see you later Kaggie." He simply said before driving off. I stood there for a few minutes before I heard my chauffeur's alarmed voice behind me.

"-Is everything okay Madame? I heard a loud crash! Are you okay?

-I am fine." I whispered, still frozen in my place. Why didn't Inuyasha get angry when I destroyed his car? Even a little?

"-are you sure?" he asked again.

And that's when I snapped. What was happening am I getting softer? Did that stupid kiss affect me? No, it cannot happen, it won't happen. I turned towards the man, hatred in my eyes.

"-I said I was fine." I replied coldly as I headed towards the villa.

Once inside my bedroom I sat on my bed in silence. I hated him so much that it hurt. That was the only truth in my life.