My mafia wife is too Domineering.

Chapter 3 Heartbroken Jessica

“Honey, wake up”. Shanaya caressed my face and gave me a peck on the cheek. My eyelids continued twitching as I listened to the source of sound, but since I was too exhausted from the previous day's toil, I was too lazy to respond her.

“Don't disturb me, please five more minutes.” I mumbled drowsily.

My wife looked surprised for a second, but then she leaned closer and said, "You want five more minutes, huh?" in a deeper tone. She giggled at my innocence.

Her voice and her hot breath were enough to wake me up. Hurriedly, I sat back, and our lips brushed past each other's.

She said, "Quickly freshen up and come downstairs," and went outside while sensually swaying her hips. I sighed as I gazed at her figure and thought, 'If this keeps up, I won't be able to control myself.'

I got dressed and went downstairs to have breakfast served by the maid.

"So, what's your plan for today?" she asked.

"Umm, attend my classes."

After giving it some thought, she wrote something down on a piece of paper and gave it to me. My face went numb as I stared at the paper. 'What the hell, are you a freaking psycho?'

• Shouldn't socialize around women unless necessary.

• Wherever you are, return home by 7 pm sharp.

These were the two important clauses aforementioned. I gave her a nod without posing any queries.

"And, you better stay away from that b***h Mina. Got it?" She said indifferently, but that gave me a shudder. "Huh, um sure, I will." I nodded like a chicken pecking grains.

"Hmm, that's good to hear." She nodded.

I was at my campus at eight in the morning, aimlessly pacing the hallway. I am a third-year student at a lower-tier college studying business administration. Despite my small number of friends, they were my best friends with advantages. Among them was the extrovert Shailesh, who had a serious face and a muscular build. In terms of our builds, Tommy and I were fairly similar. He was a typical-looking Joe, neither overweight nor underweight. As for Mina, she's a pure and innocent woman. I don't have much to say about her.

As soon as the bell rang, I headed straight to my class. Back then, we would take the last bench. I noticed Shailesh, one of my friends, talking to Mina there. As I got closer, Mina offered to sit next to me, but I turned her down because I was reminded of my wife's cautions. Rather, I took a seat next to Shailesh. Despite being taken aback, Mina managed to gather herself.

Shailesh nudged me and glanced at Mina, saying, "Ryan, Mina is upset with you."

"Set that aside, and by the way, where is Tommy?" I asked him.

Shailesh answered, "He went to his hometown."

"Why?"

"Lack of details," he shrugged.

"Oh," I lost interest since he didn't know any more information.

There were tap-tap sounds coming from outside at that moment. I turned to see Miss Jessica walking into the classroom. She had straight black hair and attractive eyes that seemed to be staring at everyone. Her bust were firmly encased in her shirt, which were ready to pop at any time, if not for the buttons on her shirt. Her appearance was similar to Megan Fox. Her figure was curvaceous, with a narrow waist and wide hips.Her mid-thigh was covered by a short blue skirt. She had fair skin tone and a mole that protruded at her lip's edge. Miss Jessica was attractive and seductive, in contrast to Shanaya's elegance and dominance.

"Students, I am taking attendance." While calling the names, she got stuck with the name Ryan Ley as she glanced at me. She bit her lower lip and continued staring before moving on.

"Ryan Ley, come out for a minute," she yelled as she packed up her belongings after the class. I had a bad feeling when she glared at me. Still, I trailed behind her, causing havoc in the classroom.

"Hey, did you see? Miss Jessica called for Ryan."

"Maybe she called him to do some chores. Hahaha."

"Yeah, he probably thinks he's on top of the world. Haha, he's just a loner that no one talks to."

Some boys were envious, while others were jealous and angry. Shailesh and Mina exchanged a confused look as they looked at one another. Miss Jessica, in the meantime, showed me to her spacious room, which had a king-size bed, a bathroom, a study table, and a wardrobe.Teachers who came from out of town for their careers were assigned to these rooms.

She said, shutting the door, "Sit down." Her odd behavior was beginning to worry me a little, so I obediently sat down on her bed.

She began questioning, "Where were you yesterday?" "Personal issues, ma'am."

She waved her hand close to her chest and remarked, "It's a little hot."

Her black cleavage was instantly exposed when she undid her first button. Few drops of blood splashed onto my hands, making my nose burn. Hurriedly I covered my nose to avoid sheer embarrassment.

"Well, how are you now?" She crept up on me and looked like a wolf, watching me from every angle. "Huh, I'm fine." She was giving off hot breath that was causing me to perspire heavily from the uneasiness.

The hickeys were hidden by the collar of my shirt, but the faint marks were still visible. So I decided to wear a tie to prevent myself from being sheer embarrassed, which gave me a small sense of security.

"What's with the tie? I seem to remember you never wear these? Huh, what are those marks?" She was taken aback, quickly undid the necktie, and unbuttoned my collar when she noticed a dark, purplish bruise.

"Ryan, what's this? Who did it?" She grabbed my collar out of frustration. I can only take her wrath, as it was too late to stop her from touching my tie.

"I'm asking you; answer me." Still, I kept quiet.

"Oh, so you won't. Okay then. So, Ryan, that implies that you no longer love me? Is this what you meant by being loyal forever to me, huh? Who's that b***h?" She punched my chest repeatedly until turning around and sobbing.

"I'm sorry, Jessy." I hugged her from behind. I had to comfort her because she was upset, or I would die of guilt. She turned and shoved me, sending me sprawling onto the bed.

Well, I should inform you that Jessica is my girlfriend, whom I love unconditionally. She never takes into account the fact that she is about two years older than me. She has been bold enough to reject the materialistic advances made by many of her suitors. She is direct and compassionate, but when someone pushes her boundaries, she can be harsh.

We met when she was being harassed by a few thugs at night. Fortunately, I happened to be passing by, and I hurried to assist her in her hour of need. We have been in love ever since and have promised to keep our relationship a secret until we get married.

"Don't talk to me! I loved you with all my heart, cared for you and expressed my feelings, and this is how you repay me?!" She swung her hand and struck me in the face as she yelled.

Slap

I remained motionless because I knew I was to blame and since there were many misconceptions. "Jessy, please listen to me once. If I don't give you a proper explanation, then I will never show you my face in the future. It's a promise," I pleaded.

From the corner, she glanced at me and eventually gave me a chance. "Five minutes, not more than that," she finally conceded as she turned to face me from the corner.

Nodding, I went towards the window. 'I know it might hurt you, but considering the fact that I am no longer single and married to a 'She-devil' wife, it's good to take precautionary steps before the aftermath takes place. I hope you can forgive all of my faults, Jessy.'

I took a few deep breaths and revealed the truth while staring at the calm lake. "Jessy, I'm married."

"What? When?" She covered her mouth with her fingers and exclaimed.

"Yes, dear, I got married yesterday," I sighed. A tear escaped the corners of my eyes and adorned my face in a bitter smile.

'I don't know what led me to make the decision to marry a demoness in my life.'