Married To My Bully

I felt as if someone had dropped a boulder on my fragile heart. He peppered kisses on her neck and she giggled in response. Right in front of my eyes. I clenched my fist. Their proximity suffocated me. I couldn't breathe.

Jealousy and agony gave way to pure rage and without thinking, I jerked the woman out of his hold and pushed her away.

"What the hell," she glared at me and I glared back at her before turning my gaze on Alex.

"Who is she? And why is she here?" I asked him and could hear my voice shaking because of the enormous rage I was feeling in that moment. I wanted to kill him along with her.

He scanned my expression for a moment and then flicked his gaze away as if I don't even exist.

"Let's get you to my room," he was about to grab her hand when I grabbed his.

I turned to face the woman and gave her a death glare, "Leave."

"What," She flicked her gaze on Alex who looked as taken aback as her. I was overly tempted to pluck her eyes out for looking at him.

"Eyes here. I am his wife and the lady of this house. And I want you gone. Leave," I gritted out. Completely forgotten that I was going to leave this house tonight.

"Only in the paper. And I am the owner of this house," he hissed in my face in a warning tone and then looked at the woman. "Go to my room, Selena," he told her in a stern tone. He was annoyed not by her but by me. I could feel his temper rising, but it was nowhere near mine.

My heart shattered in million pieces when he said that. A drop of tear rolled down my cheek as I saw the woman taking the stairs from my peripheral view. My eyes were fixed on Alex who had his jaw set and eyes glaring fire.