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Story: His Ring, Her Rules
“Come on! That deal with the King Industries.”
“What do you mean by I cancelled it? I don’t remember doing that?”
“Actually Jaxon did that and he must have told you, you are also the CEO.”
“You are joking, right?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Is he crazy?! Why did he cancel the deal and that too without telling me?!”
“That’s what I am asking you!”
Now it appears like Jaxon has lost his mind.
That transaction would have helped us, and he knows it; he is not that stupid, or perhaps he is.
“Go talk to him and out some sense into him.”
“I’ll try.”
I hung up the phone and walked to Jaxon’s room, knocking twice but getting no response. So, assuming he wasn’t there, I went inside his study, and because the door was slightly open, I could see light streaming from within.
Knocking violently once, I stepped in and saw him smoking in his chair; the entire room smelt of cigarettes.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?!” Why am I echoing Jona’s words? Never mind.
“What?” he enquired, placing his cigarette in the ashtray.
“Why did you cancel the deal?! Are you crazy?! You were happy about it earlier, now what happened?!”
“I changed my mind.”
“That’s not a valid reason! And you didn’t even bother to tell me about it.”
“It was going to benefit us but there are much better deals than that”, remarked the man.
“We missed a goddamn opportunity, Jaxon and that too because of your stupidness!”
“Just because that owner of the King Industries is acquainted with you, doesn’t mean that we accept his deal.”
What’s he talking about?!
“Acquainted?! That was the first time I ever met him.”
“Oh, but it looked as if he really likes you, doesn’t he?”, he responded as he rose.
“Jaxon please, what are you talking about? Why would he like me?”
He approached me till he was extremely near.
“Why else would he kiss your hand, huh?” he asked, slowly raising my hand up to his lips, and before I realised it, he was softly kissing my knuckles in the same manner he did previously.
His lips were gentle against my flesh, leaving a tingling feeling.
“And”, he said, “who brushes the strand of hair behind your ear unless you know them.”
My hair was still in a sloppy bun, and as usual, there were a few strands hanging out. Jaxon brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, as he did before.
What is wrong with him?
“Jaxon…are you jealous?”
His teeth squeezed even more as his gaze locked on mine with an unfathomable feeling.
“No.”
I bit my lower lip.
“Then…why are you…” I couldn’t complete my question as Jaxon lifted his hand and, with his thumb, loosened my bottom lip from where I was chewing; his eyes darkened in the process.
His actions caused me to breathe faster.
He rubbed my lower lip with his thumb and said, “Three words, ten letters. You are mine.”
“Jaxon…are you jealous?”
His teeth squeezed even more as his gaze locked on mine with an unfathomable feeling.
“No.”
I bit my lower lip.
“Then…why are you…” I couldn’t complete my question as Jaxon lifted his hand and, with his thumb, loosened my bottom lip from where I was chewing; his eyes darkened in the process.
His actions caused me to breathe faster.
“You are mine in three words and ten letters,” he said, brushing my lower lip with his thumb.
The color drained from my cheeks; it was the last thing I expected him to say.
“Wha-what?!”
“I don’t like repeating myself. Now go, I’m busy,” he replied, moving away.
“I’m not yours, Jaxon,” I replied confidently.
He can’t own me, right?
“I said it once, and I’m saying it again for the last time,” he turned to me, advancing closer, “Believe it or not, but You. Are. Mine. If anyone tries to touch you again, he will die.”
I should be upset at him right now, but my silly heart found this possessive side of his incredibly appealing.
I mean, no one has ever been so possessive of me, and now this arsehole thinks I am his. Wow.
“Does that mean I won’t be able to hang out with any man…you know, a boyfriend?” I wanted to have some fun, and Jaxon’s reaction when I suggested a boyfriend, Oh God! He had such a horrible expression.
“You are married to me! You are my wife; dare you go out with anyone else!”
My wife.
I raised my arms in surrender. “I thought you didn’t consider me as your wife. What did you say that day…’ I don’t consider you my wife, Miss Vivian Hayes.’ Didn’t you say that, huh?”
He didn’t respond.
“And what about you and your… one night stands?”
“I haven’t slept with anyone since we got married.”
I’m not sure why, but I felt relieved to hear that.
“It’s hard to believe. Jaxon Dante, one of the biggest playboys, is saying that he hasn’t slept with anyone for the past month; very funny.”
He grasped my waist, violently pushing me closer as my body squeezed against his, and I put my hand on his chest, establishing some space between us because our near closeness was hurting my brain and body.
“Don’t test me,” he said, gritting his teeth.
My gaze shifted to his lips, which were full, lush, and seductive. Oh, how much I longed to taste them.
Get it together, Vivian!
I appeared to be in a stupor, unable to snap out of it as I continued to stare at his lips, anxiety rising in my gut.
I began to lean in closer, my eyelids blinking, and I could feel his hot breath on my lips.
This is incorrect!
I don’t care whether I regret it later; just now, I needed it.
I was going to kiss his lips, but he took his hand away from my waist, causing me to stumble backward.
What was I doing?
I was taken aback by my actions as I inhaled heavily. Something is clearly wrong with me.
He gazed at me with such intensity that his pupils dilated.
He quickly looked aside, trying not to look at me. My face reddened; would I actually kiss him? And if I do, would he kiss me back? I’m shocked he didn’t murder me because of my conduct.
I hurriedly left the room since I didn’t want to be with him just now.
This marriage was only a contract, and it was only for the sake of our businesses; I can’t expect him to attempt to make it work.
But do I want this marriage to work?
It’s been a week since that…weird occurrence, and I’ve been avoiding Jaxon as much as possible.
On Friday, Jaxon departed for California for a business meeting. And because it was not necessary for both of us to be present, I chose to remain back. And even though I didn’t want to be near him because I was frightened of doing something I would later regret.
My phone rang just as I was about to settle down to sleep.
“Yes?” I replied to Jaxon. He seldom called me unless it was really essential.
“Can you go to my study and search the first drawer for a pale blue color file?”
“OK…wait. What do I have to do after finding it?”
“There are five papers inside; just click their pictures and send them to me.”
“OK.”
He was ready to hang up when I asked, “Jaxon?”
“Yes?”
“Did you have your…dinner?”
There was silence on the other end, and I expected him to stop the phone or say something offensive, but he did not.
“I did. What about you?”
A wide smile spread across my lips, “Yes, I did. I will send you the pictures, bye.”
“What do you mean by I cancelled it? I don’t remember doing that?”
“Actually Jaxon did that and he must have told you, you are also the CEO.”
“You are joking, right?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Is he crazy?! Why did he cancel the deal and that too without telling me?!”
“That’s what I am asking you!”
Now it appears like Jaxon has lost his mind.
That transaction would have helped us, and he knows it; he is not that stupid, or perhaps he is.
“Go talk to him and out some sense into him.”
“I’ll try.”
I hung up the phone and walked to Jaxon’s room, knocking twice but getting no response. So, assuming he wasn’t there, I went inside his study, and because the door was slightly open, I could see light streaming from within.
Knocking violently once, I stepped in and saw him smoking in his chair; the entire room smelt of cigarettes.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?!” Why am I echoing Jona’s words? Never mind.
“What?” he enquired, placing his cigarette in the ashtray.
“Why did you cancel the deal?! Are you crazy?! You were happy about it earlier, now what happened?!”
“I changed my mind.”
“That’s not a valid reason! And you didn’t even bother to tell me about it.”
“It was going to benefit us but there are much better deals than that”, remarked the man.
“We missed a goddamn opportunity, Jaxon and that too because of your stupidness!”
“Just because that owner of the King Industries is acquainted with you, doesn’t mean that we accept his deal.”
What’s he talking about?!
“Acquainted?! That was the first time I ever met him.”
“Oh, but it looked as if he really likes you, doesn’t he?”, he responded as he rose.
“Jaxon please, what are you talking about? Why would he like me?”
He approached me till he was extremely near.
“Why else would he kiss your hand, huh?” he asked, slowly raising my hand up to his lips, and before I realised it, he was softly kissing my knuckles in the same manner he did previously.
His lips were gentle against my flesh, leaving a tingling feeling.
“And”, he said, “who brushes the strand of hair behind your ear unless you know them.”
My hair was still in a sloppy bun, and as usual, there were a few strands hanging out. Jaxon brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, as he did before.
What is wrong with him?
“Jaxon…are you jealous?”
His teeth squeezed even more as his gaze locked on mine with an unfathomable feeling.
“No.”
I bit my lower lip.
“Then…why are you…” I couldn’t complete my question as Jaxon lifted his hand and, with his thumb, loosened my bottom lip from where I was chewing; his eyes darkened in the process.
His actions caused me to breathe faster.
He rubbed my lower lip with his thumb and said, “Three words, ten letters. You are mine.”
“Jaxon…are you jealous?”
His teeth squeezed even more as his gaze locked on mine with an unfathomable feeling.
“No.”
I bit my lower lip.
“Then…why are you…” I couldn’t complete my question as Jaxon lifted his hand and, with his thumb, loosened my bottom lip from where I was chewing; his eyes darkened in the process.
His actions caused me to breathe faster.
“You are mine in three words and ten letters,” he said, brushing my lower lip with his thumb.
The color drained from my cheeks; it was the last thing I expected him to say.
“Wha-what?!”
“I don’t like repeating myself. Now go, I’m busy,” he replied, moving away.
“I’m not yours, Jaxon,” I replied confidently.
He can’t own me, right?
“I said it once, and I’m saying it again for the last time,” he turned to me, advancing closer, “Believe it or not, but You. Are. Mine. If anyone tries to touch you again, he will die.”
I should be upset at him right now, but my silly heart found this possessive side of his incredibly appealing.
I mean, no one has ever been so possessive of me, and now this arsehole thinks I am his. Wow.
“Does that mean I won’t be able to hang out with any man…you know, a boyfriend?” I wanted to have some fun, and Jaxon’s reaction when I suggested a boyfriend, Oh God! He had such a horrible expression.
“You are married to me! You are my wife; dare you go out with anyone else!”
My wife.
I raised my arms in surrender. “I thought you didn’t consider me as your wife. What did you say that day…’ I don’t consider you my wife, Miss Vivian Hayes.’ Didn’t you say that, huh?”
He didn’t respond.
“And what about you and your… one night stands?”
“I haven’t slept with anyone since we got married.”
I’m not sure why, but I felt relieved to hear that.
“It’s hard to believe. Jaxon Dante, one of the biggest playboys, is saying that he hasn’t slept with anyone for the past month; very funny.”
He grasped my waist, violently pushing me closer as my body squeezed against his, and I put my hand on his chest, establishing some space between us because our near closeness was hurting my brain and body.
“Don’t test me,” he said, gritting his teeth.
My gaze shifted to his lips, which were full, lush, and seductive. Oh, how much I longed to taste them.
Get it together, Vivian!
I appeared to be in a stupor, unable to snap out of it as I continued to stare at his lips, anxiety rising in my gut.
I began to lean in closer, my eyelids blinking, and I could feel his hot breath on my lips.
This is incorrect!
I don’t care whether I regret it later; just now, I needed it.
I was going to kiss his lips, but he took his hand away from my waist, causing me to stumble backward.
What was I doing?
I was taken aback by my actions as I inhaled heavily. Something is clearly wrong with me.
He gazed at me with such intensity that his pupils dilated.
He quickly looked aside, trying not to look at me. My face reddened; would I actually kiss him? And if I do, would he kiss me back? I’m shocked he didn’t murder me because of my conduct.
I hurriedly left the room since I didn’t want to be with him just now.
This marriage was only a contract, and it was only for the sake of our businesses; I can’t expect him to attempt to make it work.
But do I want this marriage to work?
It’s been a week since that…weird occurrence, and I’ve been avoiding Jaxon as much as possible.
On Friday, Jaxon departed for California for a business meeting. And because it was not necessary for both of us to be present, I chose to remain back. And even though I didn’t want to be near him because I was frightened of doing something I would later regret.
My phone rang just as I was about to settle down to sleep.
“Yes?” I replied to Jaxon. He seldom called me unless it was really essential.
“Can you go to my study and search the first drawer for a pale blue color file?”
“OK…wait. What do I have to do after finding it?”
“There are five papers inside; just click their pictures and send them to me.”
“OK.”
He was ready to hang up when I asked, “Jaxon?”
“Yes?”
“Did you have your…dinner?”
There was silence on the other end, and I expected him to stop the phone or say something offensive, but he did not.
“I did. What about you?”
A wide smile spread across my lips, “Yes, I did. I will send you the pictures, bye.”