47 jealous

Louise*

I was walking that day around the house. While I keep touching my lips.

I still feel his lips next to mine. The smoothness and mint flavor of it. He was like a drunken addict while having my mouth last night.

My feet brought me to the garden due to daydreaming. I keep walking and walking around while thinking about what Hunter did to me. He's obviously hurting me. Every time we had sex, Though he needed my body, I willingly gave it to him.

though she hates it. She couldn't tell that she didn't like it. She likes it so much. Because it's him. My husband, and the person I owe my life to due to my father's sin, yet at the time, the man I love between the hating and scruffy world of the two of us Between this war...

There are a lot of plants and flowers around. As I feel tired, I sit on the bench beside the mahogany tree. It has a lot of branches and leaves. It's so relaxing.

"You look tired, Louise."

I almost jumped in surprise when I heard someone talk. She noticed it was only Kian and sighed in relief.

"You scared the hell out of me, God Kian!" She hit the guy on his back.

"Is it so obvious that I'm so tired?" She asked after a moment.

"For me, yes."
Kian spoke in a low tone.

Indeed, she is so tired. Hunter has the energy of ten men when it comes to bed. He worked nonstop overnight until dawn. But it's so satisfying too. At least there's a time when I can say that he's mine.

"You must know Hunter? I guess. You were his assistant, right?"

Kian laughed.

"Yes, I know him, but not really Louise, but I hope you're not too exhausted. I know that you're too innocent, and he is your first, so don't tire yourself out too much. Sometimes I ask myself, "What was the thing I haven't had?" and "Why do you easily give all you have to Hunter?" Why did you choose him over me?"

I suddenly blush because I feel so nervous. I'm not ready for this kind of conversation with Kian. The chapter of us in my life has long

Kian laughed louder.

Then whisper in her ear.
"Don't think too much about it. Now I know the answer. I'm a jerk. I'm stupid enough to let you go. By the way, I hope that you won't tire yourself too much."

I blushed a lot.

"It's OK; don't be shy, Louise. "It's a part of a couple's life."
Hahaha.

"At first, I thought I could still snatch you back to me. But as I can see now, I think you both already fall for each other that fast."

I sit. And think about what Kian said. Maybe he has a point there. Because I'm falling deeper in love with my husband. But Hunter, you couldn't see from Hunter's eyes that he has a feeling for me. I hope that I'm wrong about what I see and that Kian is right. But I can deceive myself because I know the truth. Hunter is head-over-heels outraged at her. All I can see through his eyes is pure rage for me."

"Louise, did I say something wrong?"

"Nothing Kian. I'm just thinking maybe you're the one that Mr. De Russo chose because you have the ability to see something that others cannot. Whatever your deal with the old man, I hope you fulfill it."

"Maybe," Kian said, and they laughed again.

*****
Hunter

I clenched my hands, clasping the railing of the terrace on the second floor. I've been watching Louise and Kian talk, laugh, and whisper. I couldn't hear them due to the fountain near them. This vampire power inside of me is useless. I suddenly want to kick Kian out of my house. Why do they need to be near that? Did Kian forget that Louise is already his wife?

"Fuck!"

I know that she still loves Kian, and I'm only some random guy who happens to loathe her and her dad. But still, it's so damn hurtful. on his part. I hate this feeling, and I'm starting to hate myself too.

*****
Louise*

Lunch time I'm so confused about Hunter's action. He is too sweet. He even put food on her plate. Feed her as well, like a sweet husband. But he's too quiet until dinners are done; he still acts like that.

When the night comes. They were about to lay on their beds. Hunter set big pillows in the middle of us. He is at the side, away from her.

Until the next day and the day after tomorrow, Hunter is still acting like that.

Until she couldn't take it anymore and asked for help from Kian.

"Kian, please help me. Hunter was not talking to me. For about two days now. What am I going to do?"

"What did you do in the first place?"

Kian asks like he wants to laugh.

I pout.. "Don't laugh at me; I'm serious here. I don't know what I did to Hunter. Why's he acting like that?"

"I don't believe you. Hunter won't be like that if there's no reason at all. He's weird, I know, but he's weirder in your story now."

Hahaha.

"I really don't know Kian. Stop laughing."

"Talk to him?"

"Are you listening? He's not talking at all! Seriously, that's what you can advise? Talk to him even when he's not talking; do I look stupid to you?"

Hahahaha... Kian laughed again, so I hit him.

"I mean, ask him. How would you know if you wouldn't ask him, right?"

I sigh. "Ok, fine."

******
Hunter

Almost every single day, she talks to Kian. Always the fucking bullshit ex of hers! And I'm starting to get furious.

She's so numb. She can even feel that I'm so furious for what she did!

I'm here again on the terrace looking at them, and every minute passes and they're still talking, adding more fire to my rage feeling.

He tries to ignore it because he thinks that Louise and him won't last forever, so why bother being jealous, right?

But his heart was talking differently.

Arrgghh! How long would Kian stay here at his house? Can he kick his ass once and for all? So everything would go back to normal?

"Yeah normal. Like keep on hurting your wife, you mean Hunter?" my wolf asks mockingly.

"Fuck! He's crazy now because he's talking to his wolf, who doesn't want to talk to him frequently.

Later that night, like the other day, here I am doing stupid things. He could feel that Louise was looking at him with every single move he made.

"Hunter, is there any problem other than my father? You have been ignoring me for how many days now? Do you think that I didn't notice?"

Hooray! she noticed! At least she's not that numb at all. I thought she didn't have any feelings at all.

Did he need to celebrate?