Mine
Sophie's point of view
I rested my head against my chair, white walls stared at me, the air was thick with my confusion, the silence louder than my thoughts, documents scattered on my table waiting for my signature, but I couldn't bring myself to pick up the pen and sign them.
Thoughts of Liam’s behavior swirling in my brain, I'm trying to figure out if I've made a mistake to cause him to be like that, but I don't remember doing anything to hurt his feelings, so why is he behaving like that?
I exhaled deeply, rubbing my temple. How I wish I knew why he was avoiding me. Does he have a problem he's afraid to share with me, or maybe I'm just being too much, maybe he wants his space, and that's all to it.
A soft tap on the door brought me out of my thoughts.
“Come on in!”
The door swung open, and Jax walked in. He was in a black suit, black shiny shoes, his head was shaved clean, his jaws were sharp and covered in a snowy white beard.
“Is everything alright?” His brows were furrowed, pulling a chair, he sat opposite me, his eyes locking in with mine.
My chest tightened as his questioning gaze didn't move away from mine. I had absolutely no one to talk to, and he was wise. Maybe he might give me that advice I'm looking for.
I cleared my throat. “Jax, how do you know if someone falls out of love with you?”
I blurted out, at this point, I couldn't stop myself, I'm so used to being alone that as soon as I found Liam, I felt like I'd found the perfect person for me, but I don't know if I'm actually being a pain in his neck.
Jax narrowed his eyes. Confused. “Sophie, tell me what's the problem, and I'd be able to help you, and don't beat around the bush.”
I sighed. “Since Liam and I got married, he's been avoiding me__” I started, I just wanted to tell someone about all this before I lose my damned brains. “I don't know what I did wrong, but he's avoiding me, he's either busy with work or tired, and he is barely making time for me.”
Jax nodded his head in understanding, I was glad he didn't judge me about all this.
“What I will tell you is if a man truly loves you, he'd fight heaven and hell to be with the woman he loves, no work or exhaustion can make a man fail to spend time with the woman he loves, but if he doesn't love you, he won't even try.”
My throat constricted, and I couldn't breathe properly as his words sank in. Since Liam and I started dating, he's always been good to me, he made time for me and made me feel special. Does his sudden change of behavior mean that he doesn't love me anymore?
I didn't even realize when I'd voiced out my thoughts.
“I don't know if Liam loves you or not but what I can tell you is don't settle for less when you can have more, keep your standards high and hold your head even higher. Don't stay with a man who doesn't know what he wants especially when you know what you want and what you can have.” Jax said, thoughtfully.
My words got trapped in my throat, and my lips pressed together. The air now heavy with Jax’s words, each and every word he just said was true, but if Liam didn't love me, then why did he marry me? That question lingered in my mind but I had no answer to it.
“I'd need those documents very soon, please go through them and sign.” Jax pushed the chair behind him, rising off the chair.
I turned my attention across from him, I just nodded my head without uttering a word. With that, he made his way out of my office.
I slammed my head on the table, burying it in the documents on the table, I felt my tears welling in my eyes but I blinked them back. Maybe I'm just too much, I think that's why no one is willing to stay forever with me. After the passing of my parents, my grandma raised me. She was strict with me, I wasn't allowed to have friends but focus on school, get good grades, and be perfect. When I finished high school, I started working as a manager at the hotels.
And now she's passed away, I'm managing the business, all those years I never felt close to anyone and when I met Liam, we quickly connected and I was excited for the little attention he gave me I jumped into marriage without knowing him completely and now I'm regretting the whole thing but what do I know about relationships?
Nothing!
Maybe I'm just too much to bear and that's why he's losing interest.
My day turned into a blur, I didn't even do any work, by 4 p.m, I packed my things and left the office. By the time I drove through the three-story mansion, it was 4:30 p.m. With all my things in hand, I stepped out of the car and left the door open. One of the guards stepped into the car and drove into the garage.
At the entrance, I was welcomed by two maids who took everything from my hands. I was grateful that my so-called brother-in-law was nowhere to be found, so I headed to my room and took a quick shower before I changed into my swimsuit.
Silence echoed in the pool area and the water was flashing blue still in the pool.
I slipped into the water and began paddling. The water enveloped me; all my worries seemed to vanish into thin air. For a few minutes, I started feeling alive.
After a few minutes of swimming, I was already panting. I rested my elbow on the ledge of the pool, my body floating in the water.
One thing I loved about swimming is that I feel like I can breathe freely, away from the drama of the world. I feel the real me when I'm in the water, and it brings me the solace I seek in my life. It calms my mind and makes me feel free.
I froze when I felt an arm snaking around my waist, I spun around and my eyes went wide as they met with those piercing blue eyes. My heart began racing against my chest, a shiver rushing down my spine at his touch. It felt like fire on my skin, more like an electric jolt…
“You __what are you doing here?” I breathed, my heart was banging so hard against my chest that it hurt. He's the last person I wanted to meet today.
His lips curled up into a smirk. “Sister-in-law, aren't you happy to see me?”
My stomach hardened. Frustrated. God knows how much I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face, and I wish I could stop my heart from beating so hard.
He yanked me closer to him, causing my head to hit his broad chest.
A knot of tension rose in my stomach, but I couldn't ignore the fire of desire that ignited through me; it was so powerful, so irresistible, and it felt so wrong and right at the same time.
I swear I hate myself for it. “Let go of me, and please stay away from me. I'm married and I'm your brother's wife.” My jaws clenched, my words sharp, trying so damn hard to keep a straight face.
Lucas pinned me against the pool ledge, leaning closer to me, he closed the distance between us, I could feel his warm breath caressing my skin… I swallowed hard.
“So your marital status is making you push me away?” His lips brushed against mine as he spoke.
My pulse quickened with forbidden longing but what was I longing for? For him to touch me, kiss me, and fuck me? Was that what I was yearning for?
Of course not, he's my husband's brother, I should push him away but I felt so powerless in his gaze. It was so intense, caressing my skin, making me yearn for the unknown, or maybe I knew what I was yearning for.
“You belong to me, Sophie.” He rasped, he lifted his long fingers to my jaw, tracing them. “You are mine to love, your body is mine to worship and adore. We both know I'm better than Liam, don't you think?”
A forbidden craving stirred within me, tempting me to indulge in the moments and forget about the rest, but unfortunately, today I wasn't drunk and I'm not making the same mistakes again.
“Please don't do this to me!” I murmured, my voice laced with temptation.
“Tell me to stop!” His voice dropped into a whisper.
Without a warning, he grasped my neck, pulled me to him, and slammed his lips against mine. My pulse raced with a forbidden thrill. I swear I wanted to push him away, but his lips were so addictive, so cold, and they seemed to know what they were doing as a moan escaped my lips.
“Sophie!”
I froze at the sound of Liam’s voice echoing in the quiet place that had the only sound of my banging heartbeat.