Chapter 61 Jealousy

KIA

“Then why didn’t they fire her? What are you waiting for — for her to kiss you?!” I asked, furiously.

“Kiss me? No, hon—”

“Then why?!”

“Do you want me to fire her?” he asked.

“You?”

“Ah? I mean, do you want me to ask my boss to fire her? — Since I don’t have any power to fire her. I— I am just a worker too, hon.” he anxiously answered.

“No, never mind. I just don’t want to hear or see anything that you both are having fun together. Work professionally!”

Ares slowly walks toward me and holds my hand when he gets closer. He gave my right hand a warm, passionate kiss. As he opened his eyes, he looked at me, and something hit the core of my heart. His stare is something I can’t handle.

“Stop staring at me! Do you want me to melt from those stares?” I asked and mildly hit his shoulder.

He laughed as if I was joking. “What?! Stop laughing!” I said and continued hitting him.

“Alright — alright I’ll stop laughing. Just don’t hit me. I am curious about something...”

“What is it? Is it about your assistant Sue, ha?!”

“Are you — Are you jealous of her—”

“What?! Of course not! I just don’t want you flirting with other women while you are married to me. It is so embarrassing to have a partner like that. I don’t want to destroy my reputation. If you want to explore first, then go ahead and do it, but you need to break our contract first."

“Why will I do that? You are the only girl I ever wanted. You are the only girl I want to spend my life with. If only you could see how important you are to me, you will never have such thoughts. I am yours, hon. No one can change that. I am so sorry for making you feel that way. It is not my intention for you to feel jealous of that girl. From now on, I will make sure you always feel how much I love you, and if you feel something wrong, please tell me, okay? So that we can fix it together.”

…Well, he seems like he isn’t lying right now. Should I believe everything you just said, Ares France Vuertalejo?...

“I told you already! I am not jealous!” I claimed as I stood up. “I am hungry. Let's eat.”

“Alright, hon, I believe you, you are not jealous. You are just being territorial about something you own.” He grinned while he was grabbing clothes to wear from his suitcase. “Before I forgot, I ordered some food. It’s on the table. Wait for me, I will just change.” he said and went back to the bathroom.

Just like what he said, I waited for him to come back before we started eating. As I opened the tray, there was a lot of mouthwatering food that was served to us right now that La Union is proud of. There is sabong fried chicken, kinilaw, crispy pata, sisig, and, of course, rice. The meal wouldn’t be complete without a cup of rice.

“Hon, are you okay?” I was suddenly caught off guard by his sudden question.

“Y-yeah. What with the sudden question?”

“I don’t know. I just feel like you are worried about something. Is it because of assistant Sue?” he asked.

…Are we in an interrogation room? Why does he have so many questions?...

“I’m fine,” I answered and gave a smile so that he will stop asking dumb questions.

“You are fine, but you are not okay. Am I right?”

I took a deep breath before talking. “Why bother to ask if you will just answer your own question?”

“See! You are not okay — You are getting angry so fast!”

“Ares, I will get very angry if you do not stop asking me your dumb questions. I’m full. Thank you for the meal.” I said and immediately stood up and headed to the bedroom.

I threw myself on the bed and lay for about a minute before I decided to grab my phone and scroll to my gallery. I watched all the videos that we took and suddenly I just felt like I am slowly getting better. I am not mad anymore.

…Maybe he was right that I was jealous. But what can I do? I am starting to fall in love with him. It’s not my fault that I'm insecure. I felt so threatened as soon as it became clear to me that they were having solo time together whenever they were working. My instinct also tells me that this woman likes my husband. I mean, she will never do such an act if she doesn’t have any intention of showing signs to Ares…

“Hon,” my thoughts immediately popped out of my head when Ares suddenly entered the room.

I sat down and didn’t look at him. He walked towards the bed and sat beside me. I don't know what to do. Should I ignore him and leave the room? I was about to stand up when he suddenly stroked my hair.

“I’m sorry for making you mad… I just wanted to know what you felt. Even if you didn’t tell me, I can still feel that there is something wrong and I can’t just let you feel that way. You know how much I care about you, right? So, hon — can we please talk about it?” he asked, calmly.

His voice feels like I am floating in the air. It is soothing and relaxing. It helps me to keep calm and not react angrily. “I’m sorry... I just don’t want to lose you. What if someday your words will change and you will like your assistant? I trust you, but I just want to make sure of things. I have been here before and that kind of feeling is one I don’t want to experience again. I am aware that you were hiding something from me, but I hope having other girls isn’t one of those lies.”

“Hon… I will never do that to you. I married you for a reason, but making you feel insecure isn’t one of them. I promise that I will come clean to you at the right time and I hope when that time comes, you still trust me.”

…I guess there is nothing wrong with making the first move…

As I moved toward him, I smiled. I was so close that he could smell the sandalwood in my shampoo and the velvety cream I applied to my skin, which was so close that it burned his hands.

He pulled back my hair to reveal my neck, then placed his lips on the exposed region right below my ear. As soon as his lips come into contact with my neck and I feel his smile against my skin, I gasp. My heart starts to race. My neck was touched by his finger, and when the hair was pushed away, I almost got a chill. My neck, shoulders, and hands were all touched by his hands as they moved from the sides of my head. He took hold of my hands, firmly yet kindly, and held them in front of me while pausing. I was secure. He remained silent. I close my eyes and take a deep breath out as my heart is about to beat out of my chest.

He begins by kissing my shoulder and moving his lips across my skin in the direction of my ear, but he doesn't quite get there. After he exhales deeply, he gives me a gentle bite as I incline my head. It doesn't hurt; all it does is make me want more.

He makes me turn around so that we are now facing each other. He smiles as he looks into my eyes. My left hand was grasped by his two hands, and he placed my open palm on his heart, holding it there. His eyes radiate love, safety, security, patience, and respect.

As I strain to breathe, I press my body closer and closer to his, yet I don't want to end the kiss. I bit his lip, and he backed off. I can see the pleasure as well as the frown on his face. He begins to drag me away from the wall and carries me over to the couch as I can feel him getting tougher.

My legs are now straddling him as he sits down, and I bring my lips back to his. His head rolls back as soon as my palm touches him, and I hear a faint whimper. I use this opportunity to slam my hips into his. His eyes are extremely dilated and filled with longing when he raises his head. My shirt's hem gets grabbed by him while his hands are on my waist, and he pulls it over my head.

Hunger surged inside him. A demand.

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