RULE NO.25

08.Raging Passion.

Why is he so mad?

One would think he was the one on the other end of the car.I should be mad,he almost hit me!

"Get in" He says,not even looking at me, already turning back to get into the car.

I stay where I am.

Who does he think he is? Ordering me about.I'll have him know I am my own person.I take orders from no one, except the boss of course.

He turns and finds me still at the spot he left me and throws me a steely glare.Serves him right that I have a thick skin.He could glare till the world freezes over,I don't give a flying fig.

He marches to where I am still standing,grabs me and forcefully drags me to the passengers end of the car, practically throws me in and slams me in, before I can jump out again,he enters through the driver's side and bolts all the doors automatically.If not,I would have probably run out through the back.

As I turn to face the window, refusing to acknowledge his infuriatingly handsome face,I notice that we managed to keep a couple of bystanders thoroughly engaged.

"What is wrong with you?!" He practically yells after a few minutes of complete silence.

Me?what is wrong with him?! He is the one mad for no reason.This could have happened to anyone.

"Stop yelling at me!"I yell back.

"Oh, really? You are yelling at me now? We haven't even been dating for two days and you are already planning to commit suicide!" He yells again.

I notice his arms tense on the steering will.I see he is trying hard to control his rage.

Ha! I'll have him know I have a temper too.

Wait... Dating? Did he say dating?

"We are not dating"I say in a whisper,as my anger evaporates into thin air.

"Oh,you think i go about kissing every random girl until we are both senseless,just for fun?" He says,arching a brow.

It's clear his anger has been put under control.For that at least I am greatful, because I was starting to doubt I could out yell him.

"Well,how would I know?"I reply, biting my lips as I hold back a grin.

"I'll show you" He replies in a tone full of promise.

I have been so caught up in our argument and ensuing discussion that I do not notice we have been driving for quite some while until he parks in a very expensive compound.

I could see two German shepherds roaming around freely.I love dogs!I wonder if I can play with them later.

Once parked,he motions for me to come down as he does.Once we are out of the car,he leads the way to a very beautiful duplex.I wonder who it belongs to.

Too curious to feign indifference,I ask;

"Who owns this place?"

"It's mine,but I only come here once in a while"he says,shrugging lightly.

Wow!What kind of work does he do that he has so much?

As we walk to the house,I even spot a fountain.A bloody fountain!

When we walk through the door,I can't hold back a gasp.Its so beautiful,with low hanging chandeliers from a high ceiling.Beautiful blood red sofas,back and red and black fur rugs and black curtains.It reeks of money!

He doesn't even acknowledge the beauty as he intertwines our hands and drags me up a flight of stairs.As soon as we get to the landing,he veers to the right and pulls me into a room.

As soon as we are in,he slams the door behind me and I wince.

Now we are facing each other and he is staring at me with an intense look in his eyes.Its not "the look",I do not know what it is at all.Its not something I have seen in a man's eyes before.

He starts to walk toward me slowly.

Unlike those dumb asses in movie's that move back until they have their backs against the door,I veer left without looking where I was going.

I am too smart to get caught against a wall or the door.He doesn't know two can play this game.

As he continues to stalk me,I continue to move back.I had risked a glance to make sure I don't get caught against anything.

We continue like that for about one minute until my legs bump against something hard.

I look back and my eyes widen.I had been so worried of being caught up against the door or wall that I had completely forgotten the most important threat of them all.

The bloody queen sized bed!

The arrogant fine faced,full bearded tricky bastard!

I turn back to look at him and notice him staring at me with a mischievous grin on his face.

The tricky bastard! He knew I was going to end up here in my haste to avoid being caught against the wall.The arrogant pink lipped fish!

With out even a by-your-leave,he jumps me.Literally jumps me.

I try to fend him off as I use my other hand to pat down my floral dress.I do not need him staring up my ass at this point.Not at all.

Before I can gather enough will to push him off,he tilts my chin up,looks me straight in the eye and says;

"Now,I am going to punish you"

Never be it said that I am a weak willed woman.So I look him right in the eye and ask him why.

"For scaring me" He says as he leans in for a sweet kiss.

I can feel anticipation coursing through me. 

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