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14: What's mine is fucking mine.

(p.s; the ending of the last chapter had more additional scenes to it, which will be added in this chapter.) 

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CHAPTER 14: What’s mine, is fucking mine

-    Bella Richards   - 

Elegance, classiness: I had it all encrypted in my veins as I crossed the age of 15.

Nobody has ever tried to humiliate me in front of everyone like that. Never. 

Until an old bitch tried to humiliate me and put me in my ‘place’, apparently, in front of my husband. This brought a feeling of fucking annoyance that I have never felt. Honestly speaking, I wanted to choke that chicken head bitch, but of course I can't; I’m at a damn event with my lana-del-rey-coded hubby. 

And after calming myself down and resisting the urge to say something like ‘your mom’, I just hit her with a retort which was molded from her own words. 

 But let’s be honest; I was hit with a wave of flashbacks from my past. It made me travel that same road when I was a little girl who couldn’t do anything perfect without messing it up. I was a clumsy little girl and I fucked up a lot of things without having the intention to do it. 

But let’s move on for god’s sake as  I don’t want to think of it again. 

I looked at his hands that were elegantly placed on his thighs, while his thumb was playing with the skin present near the nails of his middle finger. Okay, I know I don't have the privilege to hold them, but since we’re in the public, I have the privilege to actually hold them. So, I must seize the opportunity before it flies out of my hands. 

Gathering a little bit of courage in myself, and sacrificing a little bit of my self respect, I forwarded my hands to hold his. Intertwining my fingers with his, I felt a wave of satisfaction flow in my body. It was like that. His heartbeat going in sync with mine, while talking to my bestie and feeling his presence beside me - all ready to protect at any cost - just feels too right. I don't know if I can explain it though; but it feels as if you landed in heaven - in simple words, pure bliss. 

And let's not forget his manly cologne which turns something in me, unknowingly, and I feel the heat in my fucking core. Honestly, I have never felt like that in my life. I have never been with a man, and never experienced such feelings. I was too concentrated on getting a good job and money, that I always forgot to give a tiny bit of attention to boys. Moreover, I never had stupid flings which honestly disgusted me. I felt like…sex was something…pure and passionate (even though her novels don’t agree with that), and It should be done with someone who you really love; not just a random person you found hot at a club or your school.  I did support rough and passionate sex, but it must be with your partner that you love the most, and are willing to stay with them forever. 

Honestly, the feeling when I’m around him feels nice. I had never experienced such feelings before - and I feel a little…giddy and…unusually happy though. And this feeling - is what I never experienced. Moreover, the feeling of being taken care of…being loved…knowing that they are there to protect you - feels too nice. All the promising words that he has said to me felt nice and ignited a feeling that I had never felt before. 

The feeling of being loved. Yes, my parents were there, yet still I always crave this little feeling of being cared for like this. I do not know about love though, because I don’t know what he feels for me or thinks of me. 

To be fair, I did not notice any kind of reaction from his side when I held his hands, except for the fact that his heart beat increased a little. But I liked it though - not seeing any kind of hard feelings from his side was good.