I'm Married To Pain

Chapter 7

I looked at Jared but he's looking at the city lights.

We're at the rooftop. We talked about his studies, saying he and Tyler doesn't really attend school for classes, rather for the race track. But I wasn't really paying attention to him awhile ago. I'm trying to sort my feelings towards him. Do I trust him enough?

He noticed me but instead of asking, he smiled. "Let's go somewhere."

He took me just the floor before the rooftop. I was shocked when he entered a door from there using his thumb mark.

So he owned this place?

"This is my unit. I really hate going home. But don't assume things. I own the whole floor but not the whole building." He laughed.

I'm not in the mood though. I entered his unit and just like me, it's pure black, white and gray. Nice one. Aside from the expensive looking stuffs around his place, I also noticed the whole wall of his living room. It's pure glass and widely displaying the city lights outside. This is wonderful!

I went there, looking out while he fix things in his unit. It's not even messy.

"I also have something like that in my room. But I don't think you want to see it when you have bigger here." He said.

"Why don't you like home?" I asked out of nowhere.

He smirked. "Because I hate how our maids are all hot and how stressful their uniforms show their thighs." He laughed again.

I just looked back at the glass. I feel like falling. It's so high!

"Why?" He moved his couch to face the glass wall and made me sit beside him.

I laughed a little. "I just don't understand why you hate a palace." Yep. Generally, billionaires can put up their own White House. Trust me, they don't rent apartments.

"No. I'm talking about your mood. You look awfully down today."

I sighed. Do I have to tell him? Maybe I should atleast know his heart.

"I thought of your ex girlfriend last night." I lied. Of course I want Jcee out of this. "What is she like?"

"Why does it bother you anyway?" His mood swayed. He sounded terribly uncomfortable with the topic. I guess this means he still loves her.

I shook my head. "Just asking. What is she like?" I insisted.

"Like you." He said in his most honest state. Though he's not looking at me, I know it's the whole truth.

So, Jcee's right. "That's why you dated me?" I smiled at him, trying to lessen the tension down.

But he didn't smile back. He bit his lip. "No." He muttered that I could hardly hear it. "I can clearly see how far different you are from her. I hope you can trust me."

My stupid hormones are telling me how sexy he is when he mutters his words. No way!

But I pulled him anyway. He responded, not letting his manly pride down, he pulled me and let me sit in his thighs.

His hands went everywhere on my back until he found his way to remove the lock of my bra.

How can he even do that???

Groaning, he lifted me off the couch, still kissing and took me in his room. I didn't dare to look at how beautiful his room is or even how soft his bed was. I just want him. Too much.

This is stupid, really. But we wanted it. Atleast I know I do.

"Are you sure?" I asked between our kisses.