Cruel - Criminal minds enemies to lovers

Athena and Clyde (1)

//above is a similar outfit to what Athena wears in this chapter but with a black belt, heeled black boots and gold jewellery to make it a lil more edgier but I described it badly so there's a visual to help//

Athena woke up face down in her bed, the sun was dancing through the window and onto her naked back where a cold hand was resting.

She froze at the touch before realising who it was and freaking out even more.

She turned her head and saw him asleep, thoughts of what had happened the night before and what she had done with the man who was essentially holding her captive as his wife rushed through her mind.

Clyde Easter- the man who she had been forced to marry and live with for the last two months- was led in her bed, naked with his cold arm around her waist.

The events of the night before played over in her mind as she watched him with disgust.

"If I'm going to have to live with you can you at least learn how to fucking wash a dish!?" Athena yelled at him from the kitchen sink.

"Why would I do that when I have a wife?" Clyde mocked.

"You're such an asshole!" Athena threw the plate at him but he ducked out of the way just in time.

"And you're an insane little ungrateful bitch" he insulted.

"Oh so I'm meant to be grateful that I'm being blackmailed into working for Interpole and being forced to marry a creepy twat like you?" She yelled.

She was reaching her breaking point, life with Clyde had been awful, almost as bad as the French ambassador she had ran away from a few months before. He was irritating, he was spiteful and cruel, always getting under her skin and making her want to jump out of the window with his taunts. She had to live in her worst nightmare- suburbia as her worst possible life outcome, a housewife.

"You have no choice my dear, get used to this life. Until we figure out this mission you're stuck with me- you might as well enjoy it" he stepped towards her with a raised eyebrow as his eyes slid over her body.

"Stop trying to fuck me and figure the mission out then!" She yelled in anger.

"We both know you've thought about it too- you're just too stubborn to admit you'd enjoy it" he smirked.

"That's it- I can't take it anymore, I'm going" she brushed past him but he grabbed her arm.

"You can't leave, you know that."

"Just fucking watch me" she tried to pull herself away from him but he snapped her close to him with a firm grip.

"Let go of me! I don't care if you blame everything on me anymore, prison would be better than living with-" she tried to yell at him but he forced her into a sudden kiss.

She froze. His grip tightened on her wrists until she was forced to kiss him back.

"Get off me" she pushed him away from her and stepped back.

"You've got to admit- that was good" he smirked, she paused with anger at him- he was right, it was annoying.

"I don't like you" she said aggressively.

"I don't like you either- That'll make this more interesting" he said stepping closer to her.

"You're an asshole" she snapped as her chest rose and fell with rage as he smirked.

"As are you my dear" he said "shall we begin?"

She paused before having an internal fight inside her. Against her better judgement- she let herself lose and threw herself at him into a passionate kiss, her body betrayed her. Their night together was aggressive, intense and at some points terrifying. He pinned her to the wall, she scratched him, they yelled at each other and insulted each other the whole time. Their brief, cold and distant kisses were punctuated with insults, their touches were followed by scratches into each other's skins not out of pleasure but to inflict pain. It was like a firework going off in the worst way possible, destroying everything around it, destroying itself for that brief moment of relief, a disaster in all forms.