We live, We love, We lie

Chapter 16

Angela's POV :

After a few hours, I finished the paper work and my job as a personal assistant lasted for eight hours. I actually got qualified. Yakov is so crazy that he made me work in the same room as him. We reached home at 10:00 after eating our dinner out. I wanted to snap that Dorothy's head off. She stuck to him the whole time and I have a feeling that this anger is not just because Yakov is my mate.

I was so angry when Yakov said that he marked her, I thought he really marked her! That Neanderthal almost made my heart leap out, not that I love him or anything.

But when Yakov said that he didn't mark her, there was pure honesty in his eyes, even when I hate to admit it. So Evan is two years younger than me. He is the most cutest, sweetest guy I've ever met so far. He's like my little brother whom I never had.

Just as I finished that thought, I was pushed on the sofa by none other than the oversized monkey.

He was on top of me and growled really lowly.

He asked me, "What were you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

"You WERE thinking about SOME GUY."

I gasped and said, "Yakov Marciez, you did NOT just enter my thoughts!"

"Well, you made me do it, I just wanted to know what you were thinking."

"YOU NEANDERTHAL!!"

As soon as I was about to punch him, he caught my fist and started kissing each finger. I guess my cheeks were tinged pink.

I whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Baby, did you think I'd really do that? My nonna is secretly watching us."

I was so angry, so he's doing this only because his grandma was watching him?

I pushed him off of me and just as I was about to storm out the room, his circled his arm around my stomach from the back and pulled me flush against his chest. I struggled to let go, but I made no effort. See, this is the disadvantage of being with a Russian. They're just so big, tall and strong.

He brushed his lips against my ear and whispered, "I was just kidding. I was too cool to admit it, but I still AM cool."

I said, "I don't like you. Take your hands off me."

"No can do baby."

Then, he turned me to face him and started slowly moving the tip of his nose up my jaw and back down again. I just felt tingly everywhere. I clutched his shirt with fisted hands and pulled him closer to me.

He mumbled, "Yeah, that's right darling. I know you don't want me to take my hands off you."

"Shut up." Then, I pushed him away from me. I pushed him until he fell on the couch.

"Yeah, what did you say? Be nice to Dorothy, HUH? What is Dori, huh?"

I rolled my sleeves to my elbows and sat on him, "First of all, why are we acting like we are a couple?"

He propped himself on his elbows and smirked, "You're stuck with me whether you like it or not."

My eyes wondered around and I totally forgot. I peeled of the bandage on Yakov's neck. I looked at it in awe. MY mark on HIM.

He quickly got up and I followed him to the bathroom. He looked at in the mirror. He was shocked at first, but it was replaced with a huge grin.

It was a pair of black angel wings with a gold halo on them. Yep, he reminds me of a dark angel. Though he may be dark on the outside, he is great inside.

He spun me around and placed me on the counter, "It's beautiful. I feel honoured.. How did you even get the-"

I cut him off by placing my arms around his neck and placing my lips over his. I don't know why. I'm basically not the romantic girl. Maybe it was hidden and Yakov brought it out. I don't know how to love anyone. I'm really good at hiding my feelings.

But, I don't want to hide them from Yakov. He's the one person I have. Apparently, Stuffy betrayed me. I knew I should've gotten a dog. Dogs are the best anyway.

It didn't take long enough for Yakov to respond. He immediately wrapped his arms securely around my waist and left no gap between us.

We both pulled away and he leaned his forehead against mine and whispered, "Mine. You're all mine darling. No one can have you and no one can take you away from me."

His possessiveness really reminds me of a Neanderthal now.

I pinched his cheek and said, "Aww is my baby boy getting possessive?"

I kissed his cheeks and hugged his head. I told you, the guy is a giant. I'm a petite woman in front of him.

"No one can have me because I am yours and I won't let anyone have me. I'm all yours."

"You better keep your word baby."

"I ALWAYS keep my word."

He lifted me off the counter and carried me back to bed. We both tucked in and I snuggled closer to him.

"Yakov?"

"Hmmm?"

"Can you tell me a story?"

"Of course darling. This story is called 'The Rat'. Once upon a time, there lived a rat. One day, it died. The end. The moral of the story is don't be a rat."

I punched his shoulder and said, "That story is crummy, just like you."

"You asked me a story, I gave you one."

"You suck at stories. Please don't have grandchildren. If you tell them such stories, they'll plan murder schemes on you everyday."

"Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night."

"You."

"Oh buddy, don't use pick up lines on me."

"They're not pick up lines darling. It's a proper way to speak to a kind lady." He spoke in a british accent.

I laughed and snuggled closer to him. He wrapped a protective arm around me and we both drifted off to sleep. Well, not really, but I need to think of a way to end this chapter so........yeah.