Forever and Always.

Chapter 5.

We finally reach the hotel after what happened earlier, my eyes did not leave the road the whole time as I am furious. I get out of the jeep and head to the hotel room I don't even bother taking out my bag as I walk ahead of him.

  He obviously catches up with me and asks for our room key, we head to the room and I head straight to the bathroom I take a shower and wash my hair, I walk to the room with a towel around my body and get my hair dryer and straightener. I head back to the bathroom and he stands at the door.

"Nicole......" he keeps talking but I turn the hair dryer on the noise lauder than his voice, I look at him through the mirror and smile sweetly at him as he glares at my back.

  After my hair is straight and my make up is done smoothly, I head to my bag and grab my strapless black bra and matching color underwear. I put on my black dress, the back is open down to my back bone.

"Where do you thing you're going?" he asks and I look at him putting my black plumps.

"I am going dancing." I simply say and grab my clutch purse with my money and phone.

"Let me change then." he says and I glare heading to the door. "Make it quick." I say and cross my arms over my chest, his eyes travel my body and he takes his clothes heading to the bathroom, he takes a quick shower and wears a button down shirt with a tie and some tight jeans, he fixes his hair and wears cologne, just how I like it. He takes his wallet, lighters, cigarette and phone with him in his pockets and we both head down to the club in the hotel.

"Are you okay?" he asks me and I keep looking ahead. I can make a list of why I am so mad at him.

"I will be." I say and look at him not bothering to much with hiding how mad and hurt I am.

  We finally reach the club and we sit on a empty booth, I get a margarita and a tequila shot, he takes a beer and sighs, not used to see me drink. I take shot after shot and drink 3 margaritas when the music starts to get louder.

"Wooohhh!" I yell as I am moving my body against a complete stranger, Olivier lost in the crowd as he was in the bathroom. My hips are against his and his hands on my hips as we dance, his name long forgotten by my intoxicated mind, I feel happy and free, it feels great.

"Keep your hands off her." Olivier appears in front of me and pulls me to him by my hand.

"What's your problem man?!" the guy asks drunkly.

"Right now? You're my fucking problem." he growls out and pushes him hard.

"Olivier no." I say and push against him. He drags me out of the club by my hand and we head up to our room where he slams the door shut and punches it, I stand behind him quietly and waisted.

"I am so pissed! So fucking pissed! For one you get drunk, then you let that man touch you and not only that but you won't tell me what the fuck is wrong! Talk to me damn it! Scream at me, punch me, but don't ignore me!'' he says loudly his voice echoing in the silent room. Is that supposed to be as sexy as it sounded? His accent thick as his voice was rough and his eyes vibrant I walk close to him and run my hand down his stomach.

" Take it out on my body." I whisper and pin him to the door, ripping his shirt open and taking off his tie, his mouth on mine in a rough deep kiss, our bodies pressed together, he flipped us over  so I am in between the door and his body, he picks me up and pushes my dress up my legs, I feel his jeans against my thigh and moan into his lips as his tongue explores my mouth, my hand gripping tightly his hair, he kisses my chin then neck.

"You're mine damn it, Nicole." he breaths out undoing his pants.

"I love you." I breath out against his ear.