THE UNWANTED BRIDE

CHAPTER 8: TOO MUCH TOO SOON☑️

ALEXANDER'S POV

I don't understand what I have been feeling lately, but what I don't need right now is to fall for Kimberly Mendoza. When I was informed I was going to marry her and when I saw her that day we went to her house, I swore that I would hate her until I got a window of opportunity and then I would divorce her and find the woman of my dreams, get married and settle down.

But there is something that draws me to her and it kills me every time I hurt her. This is something new to me. I have never been vulnerable but with her and that level of innocence and kindness makes me feel vulnerable in ways that fuck up my mind.

That night that she sneaked out to go meet that guy, something in me snapped and I just wanted to drive, find them, beat him to a pulp and take her hand and bring her home and lock her up, where she wouldn't have any contact with any man apart from me.

Today, when I came home to find her in the arms of Mariano, all I was thinking of was dragging her out of those arms, pull her to me and kiss her senseless to show those three that she is mine and nobody can have her.

Why don't you pee on her instead to mark her as yours. My brain taunts.

I thought otherwise of it and decided to watch the 'show' they were putting on. After I practically screamed at her to go upstairs, the guys and I changed out but I warned them about getting close to my wife and like you guessed those three fools I call best friends, figured out that I have feelings for her and they didn't let me off that easy.

They were all up in my business asking me when it happened and teasing me but after four good hours of torture, I finally had enough and kicked them out. Outside while we said our goodbyes, I noticed Mariano looking towards my bedroom window and I found her smiling and waving at him.

She looked so genuinely happy and that look she was giving him, she will never give me that because to her, I will always be the one who's breaking what is left of her. For once since our stupid marriage began, I just wanted to be selfish and be in her arms and get some of that affection that she doles out like it's free aid to refugees and that's probably why I set Vanessa to send her to my office.

It just took her smell to know she was right outside that door and when she came in, that heavenly scent flooded the whole space, intoxicating me and all I wanted to do was take her against my desk and show her she's mine.

So I blame that insanity for going close to her but on my first step, I looked into her eyes and I could see the fear she had towards me. I probably should have done the best thing — stay put— but I was not in the gentlemanly mood.

I didn't want to hesitate mostly because the amount of whiskey in my system didn't allow me to filter my emotions well and make good decisions and so when she gripped the door handle to run, I immediately shut it and pinned her against the door and when I looked into those eyes, I could see she was trying to figure out what I was thinking.

Blood thrummed in my ears as the lust swam in my veins making me feel hot and on the verge of doing something we both wouldn't know how to come back from. I looked at those luscious pink lips and all I wanted— a taste. I wanted to bite that lip she always bites whenever she is nervous or is thinking pretty hard. Even when I didn't want to notice stuff about her, I did and it was driving me to insanity.

She doesn't know but whenever she isn't looking I'm always observing her and she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. She might not be curvy the way I always want my women to be but she is sexy in her own way and more to that she is an exception since she is sincere, kind and innocent. Qualities she's definitely starting to teach me to appreciate.