I once asked a friend what love meant to her, she answered and said " love is a crazy feeling that takes complete control of one's senses and render one helpless... Love is sweet though".

Breaking me by Topic ft A7S.

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"Turn right". Celestine said to Rory who was fuming.

He obliged.

"Your wife is...

He cut her short with a dangerous glare. Whether or not Celestine was correct, he had to confirm. He looked out of the window, by this time, it was already raining.

After a long moment of silence, Celestine said "right here".

He turned off the engine and parked.

" The gym is closed for the day". He noted.

Just as he reached for the door, she spotted Matilda walking hand in hand with a guy. She wasn't smiling but she looked really happy.
No physical blow could have hit him so much. His face went starkly pale.

That wasn't all.

He pulled her into the rain. And....

He held her waist.

"Damn! Matilda, you're playing a dangerous game". He thundered causing Celestine to shudder.

Swearing under his breath, Rory raced out of the car. He shook, not with weakness but anger.

He watched as Smith pushed back stubborn strands of hair from Matilda's face. His anger soared.

" How about dinner at my place?". Smith asked.

"SHE'S NOT GOING ANYWHERE!". Rory said through gritted teeth.

"Rory?". She whispered, surprised.

He wasn't even aware that he moved, he didn't know he had walked to her. Gripping her elbow, he locked his fingers around it like steel. He attempted to haul her but she stood firmly.

She looked up at him. Unshakable female defiance flashed in her eyes.

Oh, really!

It seems his lovely is enjoying the company of this shit guy?.
He looked down at her fingers, she didn't have their wedding ring on.

Wow!.

" What do you think you are doing?". She asked struggling within his hold.

" Who are you?". Smith stepped in.

No sooner had he completed his statement than a punch landed on his jaw.

"Let go of me!". She shrieked. But, he wasn't listening to her. He dragged her with him.

Never for once has she laughed with him and she was here laughing with a total stranger.

When he saw how stubborn she was, he hiked her over his shoulder and took her away.

"Rory, put me down". She said almost in tears.

Smith on the other hand didn't know what to make out of the whole situation.

He carried to the car and dumped her on the bonnet. "Don't you dare think of doing anything stupid". He warned.

He opened the door and ushered Celestine out of the car.

"Rory....what..

"Get out!". He yelled.

"What?''. Celestine looked shocked.

"Get out!".

Celestine gasped. What the hell?!

He carried his wife off the bonnet and dumped her in the seat Celestine was previously occupying.

He walked to the driver's seat without sparing Celestine a glance. Then, he zoomed off.

" Damn you Rory! I loathe you...you idiot". She said angrily.

All the way home, she spat out all the venom she could think of, yet he was unmoved.

------

The moment his car pulled out in the beach house, she pushed open the door, walked out and slammed it really really hard.

She ran straight to the bedroom and started packing her luggage. Untidily, she dumped her clothes into the luggage. She cursed, then she heard his footsteps approaching.

Refusing to consider what that meant, she quickly zipped her luggage and dragged it out of the bedroom.
She met him in the living room frowning so hard.

" What the hell are you doing?". He scowled.

She slapped him so hard that his chin hurt.

" I'm going with the Travel agency, I'm going back to Nigeria". She yelled " And I'm filling a divorce!".

She walked past him but he pulled her back " You are forgetting something, what will people say?".

She twisted her arm free "I don't give a damn!".

Did he seriously think she'd stop?

She struggled with him but was interrupted by his movement, this time. His ankle quickly shifted behind her own to lift her foot from the floor and sent her flying down to the floor, with him quickly beside her, his hand pressed to her arm as he bent over her.

She barely blinked.

She glared at him in fury, her  breast rising and falling, her delicate jaw set in anger.

Hot...her whole body was hot, delicate, awake, alive.

To his amazement, his body grew tense and hot and a pulsing sensation stirred in his groin.

She's Matilda. He reminded himself but his brain seemed to have stopped functioning.

" Let me go, Rory". She managed to whisper.

She could barely breathe, his head was leaned forward.

He was also pinning her to the floor in fury.

God..he wanted to touch her....to crush her to him.

"Oh God... Matilda you're killing me". He said before leaning further to taste her lips.

She tried to speak, but instead of finding words, her lower lips trembled as her mouth parted. Then, everything she had been wanting to say left her mind as well as her tongue.

His tongue explored her mouth, enticing her, teasing her. Each kiss, slow , deep sent a cold shiver down her spine. He groaned. She gasped.
He didn't stop, rather he couldn't stop but he should, he had to.

He deepened the kiss, her hand drifted to his cheek, stroked, caressed.

No. He cautioned himself.

She had thought-- couldn't think-- could barely breathe as he kissed her.

Her heart was pounding a hundred mile a minute.

Suddenly, he stopped and stood up abruptly.

****

He had kissed her and somehow she'd stayed. It was just a kiss, nothing to worry about. The kiss ended abruptly and he helped her put her luggage back into the bedroom.

He didn't ask her to stay but she stayed...like fool.

She sat all wet on the bed as she waited patiently for him to leave the bathroom. He just had his bath and was cladded in his bathrobe. He walked out of the bathroom and to her utmost surprise, he locked the bathroom door and the bedroom door also.

She frowned.

What's he up to now?

He walked to the bed and picked up the remote control for the air conditioner. He increased it  before lying on the bed and pulling the duvet over himself.

She gritted her teeth as she fought back the urge to slap him. The bedroom and bathroom door were locked and he was with the keys. So, what did he expect her to do? To freeze? Now that he switched on the air conditioner.

She walked to her wardrobe, took a thick duvet and wrapped it around herself as she sat beside the bed not knowing when she drifted to sleep.

******

A knock on the door jerked her awake. The sensation of a warm masculine body pressed to hers was not so disturbing. As her sleep dazed expression rapidly cleared, she realized that she was on the bed. Yes, on the bed.

With Rory!?.

Red alert...

His arm was wrapped around her as he lay slumped on his stomach; she lay half beneath him, her face close to his.

What... she'd slept on the floor, why's she on the bed?

The knock persisted jerking Rory awake. He rubbed his eyes, opened them wide to see Matilda staring at him with  brown eyes.

His eyes locked with hers, holding her captive. For seconds that felt like minutes and minutes like hours. Her eyes were wide; he couldn't understand her surprised, almost horrified expression.

Then, he spoke " surprised I didn't leave you to freeze?". His voice was husky.

Before she could think of a reply, her phone buzzed. She picked it up.

" Good morning, Matilda. I'm at the door, I've been knocking. ". Karen said.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll be there in a minute".

She freed herself from Rory's grip and rolled on her back, in the process, she touched his abdomen. He didn't succeed in stifling his groan, a groan of raw torture.
She rolled her eyes and walked to the door, to her relief it was open. Thank goodness, she was free from the tension that was already building.

She made her way to the main door to usher Karen in.

"Good morning. " Matilda greeted.

" I've been knocking for quite a long time, are you alright?".

"I'm fine. I was in a bit of a situation".

Karen walked to the kitchen to the kitchen " I'll fix something for breakfast, go and wash up. "

"No, I'm fine". Matilda said, not wanting to go to the bedroom.

"Go on, we'll be going out after breakfast anyways".

"To where...

" Just somewhere. I know how you're feeling right now. Smith told me everything, you must be really upset".

Matilda sighed "I need to apologize to him. I know he'll think I'm...".

"It's fine, Matilda. Wash up and we'll talk about it over breakfast".

" Rory is around". Matilda said " Going out is the best option"

"Oh.. alright"

After breakfast, Karen took Matilda to Acadia national park where they took several pictures and had fun . All through the day, they didn't talk about either Rory
or Smith.

"Smith is upset". Karen said finally in the car as they parked in the Beach House.

"He has the right to be. You know, I didn't tell him that I'm married. I wish I could see him in person and apologize, I'm ashamed though". She chuckled. " There was never a dull moment with him, just tell him I'm sorry"

"Lol. He liked you a lot"

" He did?".

Karen nodded with a sad look.

"Matilda"

"Yes?"

Her mood lightened." Should I beat him up?"

"Who..

"Rory, of course."

Matilda smiled " I give you my permission. Beat him till he's completely unrecognizable"

They both laughed.

"Good night"

" Good night".

She hoped out of the car, picked up her phone dialed Smith's phone number. Unfortunately, he didn't pick up.

She sighed and walked on.

****

"Soda or whiskey?". Rory asked Celestine.

She humphed" Whiskey"

"I said I'm sorry. I was blinded by my anger, I'm really sorry I shouldn't have left you there".

" Come here". She beaconed to him and parted the sofa beside her.

She did as she said.

" After you let me do this, your apology will be accepted". She beamed.

"What?..."

She smiled seductively at him. Then, she caressed his cheek, she wound her hand sound his nape, then looked into his eyes.

Rory was unmoved and he wondered why. Small actions like this from ladies always impressed him but this seemed to have no effect on him. But, Matilda, she didn't have to put any effort to impress him and arouse him. Just a smile from her was enough to turn him on. He shoved the thought aside. Just how did she manage to find her way into his thoughts?

He knew exactly what  Celestine wanted to do. Well, there's no harm, is there?. She's been after him for a long time now, not that she wasn't appealing, she was, but he wasn't interested in her. She's like any regular lady he had slept with. He's getting too old for this bullshit. Jeez... what's making him think this way?

So, giving Celestine this one kiss isn't a bad idea, afterall.

She stroked his chest lightly and almost brought her lips to his, but then, something he didn't expect happened.

Matilda stood right there with a scowl on her face, her fingers holding Celestine's lips.
Her eyes blazed like firelight, anger was evident in her eyes.

" You don't do that here, honey. ". She told Celestine with a scowl. " And you". She turned to Rory " At least I had some dignity, I didn't bring Smith home. I'm not stopping you from doing whatever you like, but please...do it elsewhere, not in here".

Rory was astonished. Would he ever understand this lady?

Her act was so funny that he almost laughed.

She let go of Celestine's lips.

"Now, move!". She said to Celestine who stared at Rory, expecting a response.

Rory sighed" Celestine, let's call it a day. I'll call you tommorow".

He ushered her outside.

Matilda whirled around and ran into the room

She took a quick bath. A warm bath was helpful.
Looking into the mirror, she castigated herself for her action. Was she starting to care?...no, that couldn't be the case or was it?.

" You shouldn't have done that". She whispered to herself.

She decided that till she got a hold of herself, the best thing to do was avoid Rory. She couldn't face him after how she had behaved back there.

She shut her eyes tightly.

Oh, God.

All this has to end.

Soon.

She jerked ad she heard the main door creak open. Hurrying to the bed, she covered herself with the duvet, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

With a few stride, he was in the room with a deep frown. "Matilda, could you explain what you did earlier!".

She moved; she stirred. She even snored.

And, he knew her so well, she doesn't snore.  So all this's an act.

"Matilda"

No response.

' You just sent my guest away, Tilda. I need an explanation".

Instead of replying, she adjusted herself again and also intensified the snore.

The more he thought of it, she should have just let her freeze to last night. If he had done that there would be no cause for this.

***

Gazing down at Matilda's face, Rory felt as if he had over the edge of a cliff and was plunging, end over end, in a free fall. He couldn't forget last night, she went all bonkers, a smile appeared on his lips.

Funnily enough, he caught her this morning trying to sneak out of the house. To avoid seeing him, he guessed. He guessed right, she wanted to leave the house so early and come back late-- the strategy she learned from him. Unfortunately, he caught her.

Busted

"Good morning". She said avoiding eye contact.

" Now, I need an explanation. Why did you do that to Celestine last night?".
She blinked at the sudden change of subject,but then her mouth tightened.
She said nothing.

He started walking towards her with a smirk. Instinctively, she retreated.

"If you don't want me touching someone else, why won't you let me touch you ehn?". He kept walking towards her, she kept retreating. " I want to touch you, graze you, caress you, stroke you". He said with a wicked grin on his lips. Suddenly, she found herself backflat against the wall.

Little drumbeats began to pulse in her head and they began to play havoc with her body.
Her heart was skittering, her breasts ached and molten shivery sensation ran down her spine. Her throat had gone so tight she could barely speak.

A twinkle of amusement warmed his eyes as he brought his mouth close to her ear "won't you let me....

Not able to take it anymore, she pushed him gently, whirled around and walked out of the room in a hurry.

She stopped abruptly at the entrance, shut her eyes. She yanked in a ragged breath.

God, she needed to talk to her sisters.

That's it for this chapter.

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