I thought she resembled a breeze of warm air, that soothed wherever she went.

To only realize now she was blender of the air itself.

That turned the hot loos to chilling needles of piercing rain

Letting her typhoons out that she till now kept

Harboured to rest.

                   - suzangill©

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The first rays of sunlight illuminate the room ,as a couple stays entangled in the silken sheets.
Their legs enmeshed together and bodies pressed against each other, radiating heat.

While one was in deep slumber, the other couldn't find sleep.

Lost in the thoughts of the events that waited to be unfolded, marking the journey of their karma and deeds.

His knuckles caressing her cheek, enjoying the touch till it lasts. Because he knew, the second these beautiful green orbs flutter awake, he wouldn't have a choice but to break her heart.

He wanted to imprint her face in his mind for eternity,the feel of  her touch in his soul's journey. And maybe then , he could live his future life without her in his arms.

He leans in closer, making his nose to touch her. Her breath hitting his and he smiles.

His eyes flicker to her slightly parted lips and he couldn't stop himself from placing his lips on her, enjoying the feel of their soft ones.

She doesn't respond. Fast asleep after the tiring night last night. The flashes of the night come in front of his eyes and he stops himself, clenching his fist. He can't feel like that now....stop Ethan or you won't be able to stop yourself.

We will save Sophie, the murder charges on Vivian will drop automatically.

And then when he has fought for her freedom and given it back to her.

He will let her go

Placing a loose tendril of her hair, behind her ear. He kiss her forehead one last time.... sealing the promise of protecting her from any arm that may come their way, to only move back from her. Making sure to cover her with the comforter.

Looking back at her peaceful form one last time , he gets up with a sigh. Clenching his fist.

I am sorry my Phoenix. But one day you will thank me for this.

Nodding to himself, he proceeds out of the room with heavy footsteps and a burdened heart.

It was time for the game to begin.

                     ......

She wakes up with a smile on her face, stretching her limbs to welcome the beautiful day.

The slight ache in between her legs, made her eyes to widen. To only relax back and again smile shyly by herself. They did it last night...she can't believe it. And she will be lying if she said she didn't like it.

The experience was wonderful and she can't help compare it with the first she did it with him while they were in college.

His ways of making love have surely changed. The gentleness last night left her in awww. His kisses were more passionate and touch gentle enough to resemble a feather's play. He was not like a carefree partner last night.

He resembled a passionate lover.

A lover who pleased her more than pleasing himself. A lover who made sure to touch her but not burn her.

She almost shivers, still feeling his tender kisses all over her body . To only push aside the comforter and look for him.

She could smell pancakes.

Smiling to herself , she gets up. Moving aside the comforter. Wearing his long t shirt over her head, she proceeds downstairs.

Surprised to see him in the kitchen.

His back towards her as he tossed the pancakes skilfully while talking on the phone with someone.His cell balanced between his ear and shoulder.

A mischievous smile comes on her lips.
And she couldn't help tip toe closer towards him.

"Yes. I want everyone to report.  Inform others as well."

He ends the call, placing down his phone. When she moves her arms around his waist to hug him from behind.

"Good morning dear husband."
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"Hmmm this smells tempting"

She says smiling against his back. When suddenly he goes stiff. His grip on the handle of the pan tightening.

She interlocks her fingers in front of his waist and he takes in a deep breath. Trying to get the strength to finally do this.

"Umm but why are you cooking today? Where is the staff?"

Looking around ,she continues with her questions.

"Also I don't see mom and dad anywhere."

There is silence for next few seconds, untill he finally decides to answer. His voice cold and emotionless, nothing like the one last night.

"They are out."

He simply replies, making her casually hmm. Her cheek still pressed to his back as he continues with the cooking. Placing the pancakes in the plates.

"Eat up. I have to leave after this."

He says, turning around. Making her arms to drop from around his back. Placing the two plates on the table, he motions her to get started.

She looks at him in confusion, running her hand through her wild hair.

"But it's Sunday. I thought your office is closed on Sundays?"

He looks up from his plate, to look at her. The coldness in his eyes, making her gulp. She doesn't remember asking him anything offensive, then why did he looked so angry suddenly.

"Where I go and where I don't is none of your business Vivian. Just sit silently and eat your food."

Her grip on the backrest of the seat tightens. She doesn't like his tone. What changed in a night? He was so... different last night.

"I don't know what your problem is Ethan. But I won't sit and listen to you talk to me  like this."

He snickers, getting up from his seat. And nearly pushing it back.

"My problem? You want to know what my problem is?"

He says stepping closer to her. To only have her back touch the table.

"You . Vivian. You! You are my biggest problem. Your face..your words...your eyes ...they all are my fuc*ing problem!"

She doesn't know why he is doing this. Her green orbs staring at him.

"Why...why are you doing this....there is something wrong...."

She whispers lowly. His eyes widening for a second , to be only veiled by his cold fascade. Pushing her back, he entraps her between the table and his frame. Leaning closer to her.

"You are really pathetic Vivian."

"No! Stop! Why are you saying such hurtful words. It's about last night..... isn't it? Is this why you are behaving like this?"

Her innocent orbs stared at him in hope. Begging him to say no to it.

When he instead smirks, placing his fingers on her chin, to suddenly jerk it up. Making her breath to hitch.

"These eyes of yours...this body..."

He says looking down at her in disgust to look back into his eyes.

"They know quite well how to seduce a man.You did quite well last night actually."

She places her hand on his chest. Trying to stop him from leaning in closer.

"Stop. Stop right there Ethan."

"You are really desperate for a man's touch. Aren't you Vivian? One sweet talks to you..takes care for you a bit and you open your legs for him? Thinking that he loves you?"

Her mouth opens in shock. His neck words cracking something inside her heart.

"You were much easy then I expected."

Tilting her face to a side, he leans closer. Making his breath to hit her face.

"You were so easy to manipulate my little Phoenix."

"Moaning my name...."

He kisses her neck as the first tear leaves her eyes.

"Crying in ecstasy... "

He sucks on her skin, making a sob to leave her lips.

"Begging me for more. In name of what?"

His breath lingers on her earlobe and she shivers,with his next words.

"Love?"

He chuckles, pushing her on the table. To make her look up at him in disbelief.

"You seriously thought I will love someone like you Vivian? Especially after everything. Oh god! You are really delusional!"

"But seriously. Tell me."

"Did you liked my play? How was my acting darling?"

Sliding in his fingers, by lifting her shirt, he asks devilishly. Teasing her, to only have a painful cry leave her lips.

"Stop ..stop Ethan... please.."

He wanted to stop. To finish with this. But he couldn't. He was to hurt her more, if he wants her to never come back to him.

He wants her to believe him.

"I used you Vivian. I married you to take my revenge on you...I acted that I cared for you...so that you could trust me."

"And now when I have finally fuc*ed you? My revenge has finally been completed."

She clenches her fists, her teary eyes looking at him to stop. As he continues, seething. Placing his grip on her neck ,to breathe near her lips

"I have finally managed to break you...just like I was broken after her death....I have managed to seek justice of her death."

"I...I .. didn't kill her...."

"You think I believed your lie? Oh Vivian you are the stupidest girl I have ever seen."

"You thought you will say you had a vivid dream and I will believe you didn't kill her?"

Smirking, he leaves her neck, to make her fall back on the table. Looking down at her from top to bottom.

"I hate you Vivian."

"Always have and always will."

She failed to understand the man. Everything seeming too bad to be true. Was this a nightmare? Will she wake up to everything being fine again. Ethan is lying. Isn't he?
His words may deceive but those brown orbs...they can't.

"No...you are lying Ethan."

Holding his collar she pulls him to her. Daring him to look into his eyes and say this again.

He breaks seeing those green orbs, but he couldn't stop now. He was way to far.

"You are really shameless Vivian. Even after knowing how much I hate you....just look at you? "

"Still desperate and pathetic. "
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"Begging me to love you."
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"I have only loved Sophie and I will only love her. But-"

His smirk widens ,while her eyes flicker between his either eyes. Knowing nothing good was going to come out of his lips. But what he said finally did it for her.

" If you are that desperate for fuc*. I can surely keep you as my slu-"

A slap echoes in the silence. Cutting short his words. Her fingerprint leaving a mark on his cheek.

He bites his lip, chuckling.

"Fiesty hu-"

Another clap echoes, harder than before. Nearly leaving his cheek numb for few seconds.

His head moves to a side,and before he could look back at her. His chest is pushed harshly.

Making him step back from her. She moves down from the table with fists clenched.

And when Ethan looked at those broken green orbs, he was left in shock himself. They were no longer broken, they were simmering with rage. Ready to destroy anything that came in their way.

Holding his collar harshly, it was her time to smash his back on the wall.

"Enough! Okay! Enough of your bullshit Ethan!"

He smiles, cocking his eyebrow.

"Why my little Phoenix? It hurts doesn't it?"

"Enough!"

She screams, leaving his collar.
Her body quivering and he wanted to do nothing except smash his lips on her and tell her he was lying.

But he stopped himself. Closing his eyes. Speaking in a voice laced with coldness.

"Get out of my house and go to your father's place. I will send you the divorce papers in few days."

Saying this, he was going to leave. When she blocks his path. Stopping him.

"I won't"

She says looking at him stubbornly.

"I want a fucking reason or I won't leave."

Why is she so difficult? He was trying his best , but the girl was just so adamant.

"I knew you were always confused with your feelings...you yourself aren't aware of what you feel."

"A messed up being who doesn't even knows what he wants."

I want you Vivian...just you. But I can't have you. I don't deserve you.

"But you are not a bad person by heart Ethan. I have seen you  in ways more than anyone could. And I know there is a heart there in your chest...not a piece of rock."

"You care for me! You...you layed your life for me...it all can't be -"

He curses under his breath. Holding her shoulders and shaking them.

"It was a play Vivian. It was all planned to make you trust me. Or you really think someone could have escaped an accident like that! I did it to fucking break you which I did!"

"No! You are again lying! This is all bullshit!"

Holding her head,with her hands. She nods to herself. Her disastrous eyes looking back at him.

"You say you don't care for me right? "

"Just wait here"

She rushes back upstairs and he takes a deep breath. Moving his hand on his face, not knowing what to do more. Placing the room in worry.

Her heavy footsteps, resonate and when he looks up at her, he almost got a heart attack of her own.

No..she wouldn't..from where did she got it?

Holding a pistol in her hands, she steps closer to him.

"When you first left me Ethan. I...swore that I won't let any man to play with my feelings again...I will fucking kill him before he hurts me."

His eyes widen, as he saw the devil's in her eyes. No...the Vivian he knew would never do it...

Pointing the gun at him, she cocks her head to a side. Her grip on it firm.

"I swore to be never hurt again Ethan."

He tries stepping closer, asking her to stop this madness, when she screams at him.

"No! Stop! Stop right there! I have had enough now!"

"Fuck Vivian! Stop ! Have you lost it! Keep the gun down!"

She moves her head in a no. Tears streaming down her eyes,as she cleans them with the shoulder of her sleeve.

"You have always hurt me Ethan. I am sorry! I can't take it anymore."

Ethan steps closer, trying to make her listen to him.

"Wait Vivian. You are being stupid. It's dangerous. Just calm down."

"No stop!"

She screams at him again, but he doesn't stop. Moving closer, without the fear of the bullet.

"I said stop Dammit!"

He again doesn't,and that's when her next words, made his heart to drop in his chest.

"But you are hurting me intentionally Ethan. You plan to do something."

Sh**! She knew him well now. It was getting difficult to conveince her. She lowers to gun ,her eyes scrutinizing him.

"What the hell Vivian! I told you I fucking hate you! What goddamit proof do you need for it!"

And that's when she scoffs, making him look at her in disbelief.

"Fine. I believe you."

"Then you won't mind me doing this will you?"

Lifting the gun and placing the nozzle of it on her temple, she looks at him with dead eyes.

He stills, the challenge in her eyes. Forcing him to surrender and tell her the truth.

But can he do it? Can he let her be in danger ? Or see her ending her own existence forever.

But she wouldn't hurt herself?

Will she?

She loads the gun and that's when a look flashed in her eyes, telling him.

That she was no longer the girl he thought her to be.

She was unpredictable

She was brave.

And maybe all the time,

She didn't needed anyone to protect her. She was fully capable to do it herself.

She was not the warm breeze but the strong gust herself, who was going to range tsunami's in everyone's head.

Staring from her husband, himself.