Fated To Love Them

Two

"Silas." I gasp. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here. This is my house." He answers in that annoying arrogant voice of his. As if i didn't know that it was his house. Asshole.

"I mean what are you doing in here. As in, in my room?" I specify my question this time.

"I wanted to see what kind of furniture you bought. I heard you had an exciting day today." He states calmly. Ok what is this? Did the man not realize it was past midnight already. He couldn't have disturbed my beauty sleep simply because he wanted to see the furniture i bought right. Who am i kidding? Of course he would disturb me, the man has never shown me an once of care ever since he married me. So he obviously wont care if i was sleeping or not. "You really made a dent on my bank account today." He repeats his earlier statement.

"I heard you the first time." I snap at him, getting irritated of this conversation fast. Couldn't he wait until morning. "And since when do you care about how much money i spend."

"I dont." He replies without missing a bit. "More like shocked. In all the years we have been married you have never used those cards, you only did that one time for our...." He cuts himself off without finishing the sentence. My heart skips a bit. He was not going to say our baby was he? He better not bring him up. I swear i will gut him if so mentions the word baby in my presence. He does not get to talk about him, as if he loved him. Nevermind love, he didn't even care for him.

"Is that why you bothered me when i was sleeping, because you were shocked that i used your money?". He better not say yes. The man really has a way of irritating the hell out of me. Cant he stay away from me, i really hated being in his presence. And he reeked of female perfume. Making me want to garg. " Go away Silas. I want to go back to sleep. And that female cologne on you is giving me a headache."

"Its not...." He started.

"I dont care. Get out!" I yell. Loosing all my patience with him. His eyes flashes at my pitched voice. Probably because i yelled at him. When no one dared to do that. Too bad for him. I was allowed to get irritated, after all he woke me up to ask me something he dont even care about. Thank goodness he turns around and leaves. Quietly closing the door. I sigh in relief. And went back to sleep.

*********

"Are you sure you are ready for this?" Ethel asks for the millionth time. We were sitting down, in her small kitchen. Having breakfast. I had managed to be here by eight in the morning, to my shock she had been still sleeping. I had been the one to actually wake her up. She told me today was her off, and i had disturbed her beauty sleep. Yeah that was my insane friend, forgetting that she had been the one to suggest the time. Eventually we had made breakfast together. And got talking. I told her i was the one who wanted to see a psychiatrist and all the plans i had for myself.

"Yes Eth. Im ready to start my life over. But im not sure if im ready to talk about my baby to a psychiatrist."

"But why a psychiatrist? Why not a normal counsellor?"

"I need a psychiatrist to help me through my panic attacks Eth. I think they are getting worse." I say in a soft voice.

"Then i think Dr Ava Jacobs will be the best one to help you. She is a psychiatrist and also a counsellor." She replies, opening one of her kitchen drawers to fetch her business card. "Here. Call her and tell her i referred you to her." She continues handing me the card.

"Thank you." I say honestly. I dont know how i would have coped through the hell i lived with Silas, if she wasn't by my side. Considering she is the only person that Silas didn't took from me. He had banned my parents from ever meeting me again, until he allowed it. He had said it was their punishment of having wasted his time by telling his people that they would pay the loan soon when they knew they didn't have a dime. Yet another reason i loathe my husband.

"You are welcome Ril. I will always be here for you. So moving on to the next issue, are you really going to look for a job?"

"Actually i already have one. I went for an interview today."

"What? When? But you got here at exactly 8am sharp. So when did you even go for an interview?" She asks shockingly.

"Girl my new boss is crazy as s**t, but who i am to complain. I needed a job and now i have one."

"Yes but when did you have the interview?" She persists.

"Actually, yesterday i had browsed online for any job adverts. And Martinez Inc. was hiring. So i quickly applied and yesterday before bed i received an email saying i had to be there today at 6.30am sharp for the interviews."

"You got the job at Martinez Inc. One of the best shipping companies ever?" At my nodding, she continues, "What kind of position was it?"

"A secretarial one. You are looking at the new secretary of Martinez Inc." She yelps up with excitement and comes over to my side and hugs the hell out of me.

"You seem to be more excited than me." I say between laughs. Her excitement catching on to me too.

"Girl im so happy and proud of you."

"Thank you. Thou i had thought i had ruined my chances at first." I groan.

"Why? What did you do?"

"Why do you think i did something." I ask in a dramatic voice.

"Because i know you. Even thou you had been sort of a shell of yourself these past two years, you have a spine and a tendency of saying what you think and not care a hoot about what other people think." She says rolling her eyes. Like it was that obvious.

"Fine you win!" I raise my hands in surrender. I knew my friend was right. I really have that trait. And now that i had decided to try and live again. It was showing bit by bit.

"So what did you do?" She persists. She really doesn't know when to quit.

"Well, i got to the Martinez Inc at 6.10. I had to wait outside. The CEO got there at 6.15. And the guy had snapped at me saying that i was fifteen minutes early. I dont know what came over me then, i snapped back at him, saying that it wasn't my fault that he was used to women who are usually late and throw themselves at him on top of being tardy. He should quit being so dramatic and let me take the interview. I didn't like to waste my time and i certainly hadn't come to polish up his ego." I explain. "Close your mouth Eth. What's wrong with you?" I say when she fails to give me a response and was opening her mouth in shock. She recovers quickly and yelps, giving me a hug again.

"You go girl. Now im like 200% proud of you. I cant believe you snapped at Luis Martinez. There is a rumour that he as dangerous as the twin kings. Some say he is an arms dealer."

"Honestly, i dont care. I just want to work, make a bit of money for myself. But mostly i want to feel free again."

"I think things are going to get interesting in your life girl." She says with a pout.

"I dont see why you think that." I frown at her.

"Ril, you now have three of the most dangerous men in your life. And all of them, are hot, sexy and rich as hell." She explains.

"Yeah, and im married to one of those guys. And the other one is my brother in-law. So no issues there. Luis is simply my new boss. I dont see an issue there either."

"If you say so." She says in a tone that clearly said she didn't agree with me. "Okay, lets go!" She stands up and takes her purse, ready to go out.

"Ok. Where are we going?" I ask standing up too.

"To the saloon. You need a makeover and some new clothes."

"I was going to ask you to go with me to the saloon. Im tired of platting my hair and being a brunette isn't doing for me anymore." I smile at her. "And i already bought a closet of new clothes yesterday."

"But i bet you dont have any formal clothes for work."

"Oh s**t, yeah. Okay lets go waste my husbands money." I say and she yelps in joy.

***

A few hours later. Im in my car going back home. Obviously im with my bodyguards. I dont know what im going to do about them tomorrow, when i go to work. I cant very well show up with a team of security. And i know Silas will not allow me to go out without any security. So what to do. I wonder how Silas will react if he gets to know that i now have a job. Not that i will tell him or ask for permission. Why am i even bothering to think about his reaction. Of course he wont care. He never has cared about anything to do with me. I dont see that changing anytime soon. He probably would be happy that i will be out of his hair. Story of my life. Reaching to open up the door, i go out carrying my ten shopping bags and went straight to the main house door. Im only a step away when i hear male voices coming from the house. A lot of male voices. Cursing loudly. Of course today had to be the day when the twin kings and some of his men watch soccer in the lounge room. Judging by the voices and the laughter, the men are enjoying themselves thou the twin kings will probably not be showing any reaction to the game or the company they have. I had only been able to see these gatherings twice especially when i was a newly wed. I had been curious to see what they will be doing. So one day i had descended the stairs and poked my head out to spy, since the lounge is visible enough from the stairs. I had seen about ten to fifteen men all sprawled on the sofa's, eating and drinking and enjoying a game of football or soccer. Cant really tell the difference. That was on the television. The twin kings had been sitting in different positions, each holding a beer and expressionless as ever. At first i had struggled to understand why they were even watching the game when they weren't enjoying it at all. Eventually i had understood that it had been some sort of family activity. They went to clubs together. The twin kings owned a few of them. But sometimes they just needed to relax, watch soccer and enjoy a beer together. It was sort of their twisted bonding time. As time went by i had eventually stopping caring about spying on them. The curiosity sort of died out. It would have been a miracle if it had stayed put, considering i had been married to a man who had s*x with me calling his ex-wife's name. And today it was one of those days again. I had to walk in there. And by where the lounge was located no one would miss me entering the house. I will be in everyone's eye-line. But i would be damned if they make me go and use the back door.

Gathering up my shopping bangs properly. Five in each hand. I open the main door and enter. One, two, at the third step i realize that it has suddenly gone quiet. No more beer jokes or laughs. Just absolute quiet. I knew everyone was looking at me. I hate attention on me. I was not embarrassed by how i look. I know my new look is hot. Ethel had cursed her luck of being born a woman because if she had been born a man. She would have jumped my bones and f****d me senseless. Her words. But i still hated attention on me. When we had reached the saloon the hairstylist had unplatted my hair. Styled it in some vicious curls style. I had told her to remove the black color and leave my natural color, which was white-creamish. Unnatural hair color, i know. My mother always said that i had gotten it from my great great grandmother. I remember growing up i had hated it so much because kids in middle school used to tease me over it. Everyday i would cry myself to sleep. It wasn't until one day i had ran away and not go to school that my parents had spent the whole day looking for me. That day had eventually made them understand my distress of being teased over my hair color. So they had dyed it black. Making me a brunette and being able to blend in with everyone else. And the teasing had stopped. Thou a bit of damage had already been done since I grew up continuing to dye it black. Not a few people knew that i wasn't a real brunette. And now that im in the house i can understand why everyone became speechless because i had turned my hair back to its natural color and it was long almost to my bums but not quite there. Combining with the mini floral dress i was now wearing. It had been Eth's idea to change my outfit. She had said the dress was if it was meant for me. I had eventually given in and worn it. Yellow heels and handbag to complete my outfit. The yellow was matching one of the colors on my floral dress. I knew the heels made my legs seem longer and considering with the leg skin i was showing. Yeah i would have been surprised if these man hadn't noticed me. I looked hot, even i had to admit that.

Not pausing in my steps. I continue walking. I dont even acknowledge anyone. Even the twin kings. I knew they were here too. I could feel their gazes boring into me.

"Mrs Meco!" Rosalia calls out to me. "Oh my look at you. You look gorgeous." She continues.

"Thank you." I replied. Still aware of the gazes boring into me. Unfortunately Rosalia intercepted me before i could pass the lounge. So we were standing were everyone could still see us. Rosalia didn't seem bothered by that but i was.

"And your hair." She says in awe. Taking all the bags from my right hand. She clutches it and the twirls me around to look at me some more, making me giggle. Now i was sure i had been exaggerating when i said everyone had become quiet because now had became quiet. I dont think anyone was breathing anymore. It happened when i giggled. Had it been my giggle? Granted no one had seen me giggle or smile since i came into this house. But was it that shocking. During the twirl i had raised my head up and had collided my eyes with the twin kings's eyes. They are sitting in two different positions at two different sides but somehow i had managed to make an eye contact with both of them. And they had been staring at me with an intense that made my stomach flip in a lustful way. No way. There is no way i would feel a bit of attraction for my husband. I hate him. And Silva is my brother in-law so it was definitely a huge no way.

"You should laugh more. You look breathtaking when you do." Rosalia comments when she witnesses my giggle. Before i could reply her there was a sudden growl from the lounge. I stiffen in recognition because i knew that growl. It was Silas's. Its one of his scary growls when he is pissed off by something. As if to confirm my theory, the tv's volume is suddenly up. And the man are talking about the game again. I guess that's what the growl was about, warning his men not to look at me. Why the sudden care?

Footsteps start coming my way. My hunch started screaming that it was definitely Silas. Refusing to turn around or wait for him to approach me. I just start moving. Continuing to go up to my room. Rosalia's eyes go up in shock catching up to what i just did but thank goodness she doesn't comment. But deep down i know he is going to follow me up. I just ignored him in front his men. Entering my room behind Rosalia. I drop my shopping bags down on the bed and kick my shoes off. I love heels and all but these babies hurt a lot.

"Can i get you anything to eat Mrs Meco." Rosalia asks.

"Rosalia, please call me by my name. And if you want to stick to being formal at least use Stone my real last name not my marital one."

"You know i cant do that Mrs Meco. So anything you want?" She persists. I hate it when she does that.

Sighing in frustration, "No im fine. I had an amaizing lunch with Ethel, so im good for now. If there is anything i need, i will call for you." She nods and then leaves quietly. I was about to go into the bathroom, when my door opens ups so violently that for a moment i thought it was going to blow off its hinges.

"How dare you walk away from me. Infront of my men?" Silas growls standing a few feet away from me.

"Did you call for me? I must not have heard you with all the dust that was in my ears." I say sarcastically.

"Im in no mood for any sarcasm. I know you heard me coming up behind you." He bellows.

"I heard footsteps yes. But i didn't know they were yours. Much less care to find out." I roll my eyes at him.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He asks in a calm voice that didn't fool me at all. But i was not gonna cower before him.

"Yes."

"Dont you ever do that again."

"I will if i want to." I roll them again. To irk him further. Maybe he will just turn around and leave me alone. But of course im never that lucky. He is suddenly in my space. Our bodies aren't touching but he is still in my space. Since i was not expecting it, my heart jumps a little harder than it does in normal circumstances. Yeah, totally not because he is in my space. He has never come this close to me before unless we were having s*x. And even then he wouldn't have made it this intense. And he lastly touched me almost a year ago. When he discovered that i was pregnant. He had seen that as a way of succeeding in creating an heir and further physical contact between us wasn't necessary anymore. Which i had been grateful for.

"Don't push me Riley." He growls. Oh so he knows my name. I dont think over the past two years we have been married, he has called me by my name. I just thought he didn't know it or care enough to use it.

"Or what?" I snap at him. I was getting tired of his bossy attitude. "Im not one of your men, so dont tell me what to do. I will roll my eyes when i feel like it." After a few seconds of him not responding and just looking at me with such intense it was unnerving. It was starting to make my body feel things i was quite not sure what to name yet. Wanting a bit of space from him cause he was still rudely in mine.

"Just go Silas. Im tired." I say trying to walk away. The key word being 'trying'. When suddenly an arm grabs my forearm in a steel grip and hulls me back to him. Bringing me back into his space or my space. Same difference now. Thank goodness our bodies are still not in contact. I have a feeling he is keeping it that way. Works for me.

"Why did you dye you hair that color?" He asks curiously. Ok where did the anger go? Bipolar much.

"I didn't. Its my natural color." I reply. Deciding that, the quicker i answered him, the quicker he will leave me alone and go away from here.

"But i have always seen you with black hair."

"I dyed it." I respond.

"This color is.....breathtaking." He says so softly that i dont think he realized that he had said it out aloud. It was almost as if he was thinking it and the thought just blurted out on its own. " I like it. You look good." He says and then walks away. Leaving me speechless. What the hell just happened? Did Silas just give me a compliment? Not to mention that this was the first time he has kind of talked to me properly. Usually he just growls or ignore me completely. 'I think your life is going to be pretty interesting' Eth's words ring in my head again.