Roman

The elevator doors parted and he took in the scent. Walking down the heavily scented hallway, he greeted the maid passing by carefully watching the numbers on each door.

Finally arriving at her room, he took a deep breath turning the knob slightly. As fast as he was in, the cream colored room caught his attention. The delicate vases carefully settled within the farthest ends of the room. His shift drifted back to the woman on the bed. The woman in nothing but a red lingerie.

"I knew you wouldn't disappoint,"she stood up moving swiftly to where he was.

As fast as she had her hands entangled behind his neck, he did what he came here for. Grabbing her by the neck, he captured her lips roughly and within a flash they were on the bed. He forced his tongue into her mouth undeterred by her moans. Her moans did nothing to him and he realised that but he wasn't going to stop now.

Pulling away from her he unbuckled his belt tearing away the flimsy thing she had on. From there he had already made his way down her neck biting her skin like a freaking caveman. Only after grabbing one of her orbs did she push him away.

"Roman...stop! Stop! You are hurting... you are hurting me!" She shouted placing her hands on his chest.

But he didn't flinch. Taking matters in her own hands she slapped him.

"Wh-what are you doing?" This time tears stung her eyes and she pulled away from him covering her bosom with the white sheets.

Sighing he looked at her,"Didn't you want me, huh? You wanted me so bad, you said that right? Well I'm here Jo. I'm here to fulfil your wildest desires!" He said coming closer to her but she crawled to the headrest afraid of him.

"This is not you...Roman you are not like this"

"Well sweetheart this is the new me. The monster in me finally awakened because of you. Because of your manipulative ways, your betrayal Jo! But don't forget... this monster has claws and if you even think of coming near me, what you experienced will be the last thing to worry about. You moved on and so did I so again stay away from me!!"

And with that he was gone like he wasn't there. He had had enough of her. He has hurt his wife because of her. He was a fool for thinking that Joanna was his heart...that the love he had for her was there but that wasn't case.

Buttoning his blue window pane shirt in the elevator, his phone dinged and he took hold of it from his pockets.

It had been five days since he last saw her. And in those five days, he had realized Mikaella was everything to him. For the next days, he had hired someone to watch over her. Make sure she was fine even though she was at her parents house.

But now...

The picture right infront of him spiked rage and hurt from him. She was in the arms of another man while the jerk had his face buried in her hair. Even from the pictures she looked stunning. That smile. Her smile reminded him so much of the late nights they would spend with him hearing about her ventures in the day.

No wonder she seemed happy yesterday, heck it was the same dress she had worn while chatting with their son. He remembered yesterday how his heart got crushed the moment she refused to spare him a glance or a talk.

Soon as the valet gave him his keys he headed straight home. Work had become unbearable with Jo texting him every now and then. It would have been useful if she texted something worth while but all she did was send him pictures of her, tell him that he wanted to kiss him so bad and what not. The only place he could relax right now was home.

Have his son with him. The little champ that made his life worth while.

"And oooh ma'am if you see the roses they haven't blossomed since you left"

The familiar noises of Marga hit him once he entered the house. Unbothered by whatever Marga spoke about, he headed into the kitchen only this time instead of finding the old maids gossiping, she was there.

Not a dream, not a hallucination but she was standing by the granite counter mixing the chocolate dough in a bowl.

"Mikaella"

He started almost out of breath.

"I'm back for my son. For my son only,"she said sternly.

He felt bad but at the same time, she came, she really returned to him.