One month ago

For the last two weeks, he had brought the subject SEVERAL times, almost every time they saw each other. It was like he could not stop it anymore, he had to poke her about it, he had to push her button until she would get too sick of it, until she would finally get rid of Chris. Several times it had ended up in tensioned sexual intercourse, where other times she would just brush him off. Last time it had happened, three days ago, she had finally promised him she would leave Chris. The problem was, she did not really mean it… She simply told him what he wanted to hear… He was so insistent, she felt obligated to.

Her plan had been working decently, until today… At work, Chris had brought her to the conference room on their lunch break, wanting some privacy. After eating their lunch, Jill leaned her head on Chris' lap and his hand caressed affectionally her hair while they were chitchatting. It's these moments she appreciated the most with Chris; it was simple, friendly, calm. It was nothing like her relationship with Wesker… Ironically enough, the second he came to her mind, she noticed his silhouette in the doorframe, sneaking in silently. She instantly sat up and realized within a second the consequences this little scene would have on her relationship with the possessive man.

"Captain?" she babbled nervously.

His expression had not changed in the slightest, he was emotionless. If the scene had bothered him, and obviously it did, he was not showing any sign of it.

"I was looking for you two. We have a meeting in the office at 1:30 pm, sharp."

"We'll be there, Captain," answered happily Chris.

He left as silently as he came. As soon as he was out of view, Jill's composure relaxed.

"Are you alright, Jill?" asked Chris confused by her behavior.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It just really startled me. You know how I hate it when people from work surprises us in our "privates moments"," she answered convincing.

He smiled and brought her back to her initial position.

Jill was absently watching the TV in her apartment, her mind was rather occupied to worry about what had happened today. During the rest of the day after lunch, Wesker had been rather abrupt with the whole team. Chris was convinced at was because they showed "affection" at work, but Jill knew too well the reason of his behaviors.

As she was expecting it to happen this night, she heard a knock at her door. She closed her eyes, mentally prepared herself to face him. How far would it go this time…? She sighed and went to open the door.

He stormed inside her apartment, standing coldly in front of her, his gaze frustrated. Even though she was frightened to death, she fought strongly to not show it to him.

"Do I have to remind you you promised me you'd leave him!" he hissed in between his teeth.

"I know what I said, ok?!" she let out loudly, failing to restrain herself from losing patience.

"Then how comes I caught you two together… snuggling…" he let out disgusted.

"I haven't told him yet, that's all…"

"Then when? I have been plenty enough patient with you, Jill!" he was boiling, sending several warning in Jill's mind.

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked offended.

"It means you either leave him soon or…" he paused, he had not really come up with any consequences yet.

"Or what??? Is that a threat, Wesker?" she yelled furiously.

"Do not call me Wesker," his tone was getting dangerous.

"I'll call you whatever I feel like if you start threatening me!"

He grabbed her arm, his tight grip hurting her. He pulled her close to him, his face an inch for hers…

"Listen to me, Valentine. If by tomorrow you did not drop this wimp Chris, I'm going to get very mad…" he hissed in between his teeth.

She was boiling, who did he think he was? Who did he think SHE was? His little thing? He thought he could just threaten her and then she would fulfill all his desires?

"Fine! I won't drop him, do you get it? I won't and I never had the intention to, anyway!"

"What?? You lied to me??" he yelled, something he rarely ever did.

"Yes I did, and I don't regret it! You left me no choice, you were so insistent, I just wanted you to get off of my case!" she said jerking her arm out of his grip.

"You lied to me?? How dared you lie to me!"

His hand clenched, deep down he wanted to hit her… How dared she… Lie to him! To HIM! The bitch… He raised his fist and for a long moment, he considered punching her face with all the strength he got. But he did not do it, he just stared at her, extreme fury in the eyes. She saw what he wanted to do, it terrified her… But she would not show him, never…

"Come on, do it! Hit me!" she dared him.

He kept looking at her, his fist still up. He wanted to do it so badly, to make her shut up… But he just could not… He thought about all the consequences, about his cover… About his plans… About her… Her face bruised cause of him… He did not want to her hurt… He could never hurt her…

"What are you waiting for? Go ahead, but be aware, if you do that, I will let everyone know," she yelled her finger pointing at him. "I don't care if everybody learns about our illicit relationship, I will make sure they all know you dared hitting me and make you lose your job in the same time!"

He finally lowered his fist, slowly getting back in control of his emotions. They stared at each other coldly for a moment.

Suddenly, he flew out of her apartment, slamming the door behind him.

She was terrified… She truly believed he was going to hit her, but she had no idea how to react. Her self-defense mechanism took over and she could not do anything else than provoke him to do it… The tension her body was filled with finally went off, the tears coming quickly to her eyes. She slumped on the floor, sliding on the wall. Her head in her knees, she cried herself out…

She was getting scared of him, it was going too far… At this very moment, Jill decided she had to end this relationship before it would be too late…