Here´s the second part!

I tell you in advance there´s angst taking place, but as I said before, you´ll find the ending more pleasant (I hope).

Thanks for reading!

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Will´s POV

"Em-" he tried to call her. But she left.

Shania advanced towards him again, but he pushed her away roughly again, "Get the fuck off me" he hissed, his teeth clinching. "I told you to stop this game you were playing. Get. Away. From. Me. You hear?" he repeated with rage when she tried to speak before getting out of the bathroom.

He got home as fast as he could, considering Cynthia and Phillip interrogated him about what was going on.

"Emma?" he called her name while he stepped in the living room. "Emma…?" he called out again. He got no answer. But she had to be there, her car was parked on the sidewalk. He dried his tears off his cheeks and walked to the master bedroom as her name escaped his lips once more.

Will heard water running coming from the suite. He stepped closer to it and leaned his forehead against the wooden door. "Em…" he called her with broken voice, "Em, please ope-"

"Leave me alone" was her plain answer.

"We need to-"

"Leave me alone" she said repeatedly, every time Will tried to speak.

He rubbed his neck, almost desperate; she was pushing him away and if he didn´t talk to her soon, she´d leave. And Will loved her too much to let that happen. He walked to the kitchen and drank a glass of water; his throat was dry and he needed to calm down or he´d start crying hopelessly.

What have I done? Why didn´t I push her away one minute before? He thought supporting his elbows on his knees, sitting back on the bed.

He´d wait until she came out. Even if he had to sit there for the entire night.

Eventually, the suite´s door opened and Emma stepped out in a bathrobe. Her eyes were glossy and swollen; he didn´t need to know her to tell she had been crying for hours.

"Emma…" Will stood up, trying to take her hand, but she refused to let him touch her. "Emma, please hear me out" he begged with throaty voice. But his girlfriend had adopted a 'you´re not here' policy denying him any intent to penetrate the fortified walls she had built.

She moved across the bedroom looking for clothes to wear, Will following her behind, pleading her to listen. But she didn´t; and when she headed the door to leave the room Will stopped her, standing in the doorway.

"Wait" he said firmly locking eyes with her. And suddenly, all the self-control she had been holding, vanished to give place to sorrow and pain.

She walked backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed and sat heavily on it.

"What do you want?" was her simple question. Will´s mind went blank; he wished he could express a proper apologize, but no words came and he just cried. He cried for all the hurt he had caused. "Why don´t you go back to her and leave me alone…?" she sobbed burying her face in her hands.

"Emma, no…. no… " He approached her, kneeling down and facing her as he took her hand into his, "Nothing happened. She tried to… But I´d-"

"Why not? She´s everything I´m not… but at least-"

"Exactly" Emma looked at him horrified and when she tried to break away from his touch, he held her tightly, "she´s everything you´re not. She´s selfish, vain, rude, uncaring, insensitive. And you´re not. And that´s why I love you; and that´s why nothing happened" he was about to burst into tears again, and squeezed her hands begging her for a response.

She covered her mouth, suffocating a howl. "Will…" she managed to say, "I…"

"I know… I know you-you told me" tears pounded his cheeks and even when he tried to get a grip, he couldn´t, "you knew and I should have listened better" Will buried his head on Emma´s lap, wrapping his arms around her hips; feeling ashamed of his behavior, fearful by the thought of losing her. And his weeping grew when Emma remained distant.

Gradually, he felt Emma´s body unwinding and her long thin fingers running across his curls. Will lifted his head to meet Emma´s gaze; she wasn´t smiling but her sorrow expression had softened to give place to accord.

"I´m yours Emma, only yours" he whispered reaching her jaw line and stroking it slightly. She closed her eyes and a single tear escape her eye, which Will dared to wipe away with his mouth. And when he moved away and their eyes locked their lips crushed into a solid kiss.

That night they made passionate love. That night Emma claimed Will her own. It was funny how she, being a woman who liked control, was usually surrendering to Will´s dominance. His control was something she loved about him, because among other of his qualities made her feel secure.

But that time she needed the control, she needed something to reassure he loved her, not anyone else; to know he was hers and no one else. Emma knew she was being selfish, and those feelings were probably the most terrible she´d ever had. But she couldn´t help herself. She had to make him hers; and she did by pressing wet kisses on every inch of his toned body.

Will moaned under her body; his stomach twisted when he actually notice how much damage he had caused, how much he could have hurt her. He saw Emma´s desperation by the way she looked at him; by the greediness of her touches; by the aggressive way she moved on top of him rising and falling her hips against his.

"Em" he groaned when the pressure increased considerably, sending him over the edge, "Slow down, or I'm gon-"

"No" she purred sucking his earlobe, "I want you" she moaned moving closer, squeezing their hips together even more, and causing him to be deeper inside her.

"You have me" he told her cupping her cheeks feeling her reach her climax.

She moaned his name louder when she reached her release bringing Will to cum almost instantly. Emma remained on top of him recovering her breath, supporting her weight on her elbows by the sides of Will´s head. His arms were securely holding her hips. She panted unevenly against his mouth and she licked her lips before speaking. "I´m sorry"

"Don´t be" he replied brushing the hair off her face. He knew why she apologized; she felt selfish, greedy, like his needs didn´t matter. But the truth was, they didn´t that night. "You have me every time you want, any way you want"

Emma kissed him passionately, brushing her tongue across her bottom lip, tasting him, feeling his wetness. "I love you, Will"