Celina’s POV
It was quite amusing how women wanted to be with my husband. I am happy that he was very handsome and rich and everything a woman would want for a husband. But it was so irritating that they wanted him so much to take him away from me. That will never happen. The fact that he already told me that he loved me made me feel more possessive of him, especially when I told him that I felt the same.
His secretary obviously had a thing for him and I should show her that he is mine and mine alone. We had a fight over her and I admit that it was because I was jealous. If he had not told me that he tried to own a share in an architectural firm because of me and everything was for me, I would never ever forgive him easily. Yes, I was touched. Who wouldn’t, right? He was willing to give me everything and wanted me to become the best of me.
Plus, his touch was really addicting. I have never felt such sensual feelings towards any man and he was the only one who could make me feel wanton. I was just like him, I thought at first that we would be able to become a real couple, taking our sexual feelings towards each other into consideration. What happened to us before he left might be a good start for us.
Going to his office was just to see his secretary. I got so intrigued by her and when I saw her personally, I couldn’t help but feel threatened. She was really beautiful and sexy. I always feel confident in myself and I don’t know why I suddenly feel insecure, which made me kiss my husband again in a possessive way. If it was a normal me, I would never do that out of shyness. I didn’t want anyone to see us doing something intimate. Jealousy made me change, I guess.
It was over a month until his office incident and just as I promised, I went to visit him from time to time. I sometimes bring my drawing tablet with me so I could still work while he was doing his stuff. During those times that I was there, Bree had never tried to enter his office. It was always Daria. I didn’t care if she thought I was insecure or jealous of her as long as I guarded my husband from her.
There were times when I went to his office and he had to attend a meeting, so I was left in his office alone. Noris would come in and we would have our little talk and during those times, Jefferson would ask me not to talk to him, but I would only tell him that he was not doing anything or making any advancement towards me.
“But he loves you,” he would usually reply to me, and I would only laugh at him. I don’t know why he was saying that when his older brother never told me anything about it even once. He doesn’t even show it to me, so how come he knew that?
“He’s not. He has never told me anything and I never saw him looking at me differently. As in never, during our time together being friends.” I replied,
“You really had no idea about it?” he would ask. We had that argument all the time until I thought he couldn’t take it anymore and he deliberately asked me to stay away from Noris.
Of course, I refused to do that. But after he told me what had happened after the wedding, I understood where his jealousy came from.
“I am afraid that he will do anything to get you to me. He is very quiet and I must admit that it was hard for me to tell what was inside him or what he was thinking. And that scares me more.”
“Don’t be so paranoid, he knew that we are already married and I already told him that we are living happily now and was even looking forward to a child.” I told him.
“My Celina, he refused dad’s offer to marry you because of the woman he loves who happened to be you as well. Even dad was shocked to know about that. You didn’t see how hurt he was that night. I mean, he was kneeling and crying and begging me to give you to him.” he said worriedly.
“Fine, but you can’t make me ignore him in front of other people when he talks to me. That’s not right at all. But I promise that I am going to stay away from him as much as possible.” I said and that made him feel relieved. He smiled and kissed me after and, of course, that led us to another euphoric feeling.
“How do you like my dress?” I asked. We were in our bedroom getting ready for a meeting. I finally agreed with him and joined the architecture company he had a share in.
“You are fu****gg beautiful, my Celina.” he replied, which made me roll my eyes.
“Come on, I need an honest answer.”
“I answered truthfully.”
“Will this be fine?”
“More than fine. And why are you even asking me about that when you were already wearing a business suit when I was away?” he asked.
“That’s different.”
“How come?”
“You’re not here so there was no one who would tell me, “Your fu****g a*s is so plump, change your jeans.” you know?” I reminded him. He was laughing as he approached me,
“Your fu****g tits as well, my Celina. And I don’t think I will ever allow our future child to feed from your b****t. I wanted them to be mine alone.” he said, wiggling his eyebrows at me while my face was flushed red.
“I thought we were in a hurry?” I asked him,
“Fine, I was just making your day lively.”
“You’re not, you’re making it steamy.”
“Really? I have that effect on you as well? Because you are like a fu****g v****a to me. My di** twitched every time I see you.” he replied excitedly. Before we ended up on our bed, I decided to pull him out of our bedroom as he continued laughing.
“Hi, Celina.” Noris greeted me when we saw him in the living room. I guess he was waiting for us as soon as we reached the last step.
“Hey,” I greeted him back, then I looked at my husband who I thought was now not in a good mood. “Good morning.” I added, “Have you had your breakfast? Why don’t you join us?” I continued, and I saw Jefferson glaring at me. I wanted to laugh at him because of that.
“Sure,” Noris replied and walked ahead to the dining area. He was already here and I couldn’t just throw him out because we would have our breakfast, right?
“Why are you here?” Jefferson asked as we took our seats. He put an egg and bacon on my plate as he always does. I should be the one who should do that for him, but he liked it this way.
“Nothing,” Noris replied, which made me look at him and then at Jefferson. I cleared my throat and asked instead,
“Have you seen dad?”
“Yeah, he was in his mansion and was actually asking me to live with him but I refused.” he replied, “Are you going to come to go back to the office?” he asked, he may have noticed that I was wearing a business suit.
“No, I am going to work for another company,” I replied casually.
“Can I work there as well?” he asked and I was shocked. Why would he want to work with me when he was needed in his own company?
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. Dad will surely feel hurt if you leave the company just to come with me,” I replied. “He is old, let’s not make him think of anything else other than how he will live his life.” I added, and he nodded his head. I just hope that he really understands what I meant.
After our breakfast, Noris went to the company while me and Jefferson went to the Arts and Crafts Architecture Firm, the company he had just bought a share of. Because Mr. Sunji approves my design in the Country Club he and Jefferson will be partnering with. We decided to give the project to the firm. He has no problem with that as long as I am going to be the head architect and will be the one who will be looking after the construction.
We discussed the matter with everyone in the company and Leslie, the female architect who happened to be the head architect, objected. She was glaring at me and I was sure that she was challenging me. “Just because she was with Mr. Scott, you can agree with everything that she was saying,” she said, which made me raise my brow.
“She was already done with the design and the client had already approved it.” Dennis, the one Jefferson had a talk with about the share, told her.
“Yeah, maybe you’re right. But it might be because she was with Mr. Scott again when she sent her design.” she replied, making it appear to everyone that everything that landed on my hand was just because of Jefferson. He was no longer here because he left right after he introduced me to Dennis, so I had to defend myself alone.
“Then I guess you find yourself your very own Mr. Scott so you could land a project as well.” I said, challenging her. I normally ignore people like her. Because I know myself and my worth as well as my abilities more than anyone else.
“I want to fight you about this design. We will call the client and let him choose again.” Leslie said before she left the meeting room.
“Leslie, you don’t know who —” Dennis said, trying to stop her from leaving.
“It’s fine, Dennis. I am going to ask Mr. Sunji to come here.” I told him and then he looked at me worriedly. “I would be glad if she could beat my design, don’t worry about it.” I added.
“Mr. Scott clearly told me to let you handle the project.” he said, “I don’t know what your relationship with him is, but let me apologize if you ever hear anything inappropriate in the future. You know the competition in our field is very tough, especially to women like you, because many want to prove themselves,” he added.
“You don’t have to explain to me. It’s really fine.” I said and he sighed. He introduced me to other employees and most of the females didn’t like me at all. Maybe Leslie had said something already, but I don’t care about that. I will make sure to put them in their place on time. It’s the very reason why I hate eight to five jobs.