Love Hate Relationship

A young man knocked on the office door before going in "yes boss?" Gary asked while looking at the cold man sitting on the chair and going through a document. He lifted his head from the papers and looked at the man standing before him.

"Cancel the contract we have with the minister, his son is in charge of it right?" He asked coldly.

"Yes boss."

The cold man nodded "good. If they ask why, tell him next time when he goes to a club, he shouldn't touch any woman."

"But boss, the contract is almost at the end. If we call off now, we have to pay five million dollars as compensation for canceling on them."

"Transfer it to them then" he ordered.

"Boss, don't you think you should reconsider?" Gary tried to stop his action.

Michael looked at him "he touched my wife, nobody touches my wife. If they refuse the compensation fee. Ask them to come meet me."

"Boss ..."

"Don't Gary" he ordered and Gary shut up immediately, he values his life. Michael closed his eyes and let out a sigh after five minutes before asking "what did she do today?"

Without thinking, he already know who is asking of "nothing much. After you left, she made a few phonecalls and left the house."

He looked at Gary immediately, his eyes asking "to where?"

"Her parent's. Stayed close to three hours before leaving."

"Did she go back home?" He asked.

"Not really, she is currently at her old resident. I think she is packing."

Michael rest his head on his seat, his eyes were closed, he remembered the pitiful woman he left at home and sighed "do you think I was too harsh with her?"

"I shouldn't say boss."

"I'm asking you."

"Well, if I am to say, you shouldn't have stopped her from working. It's the only thing that can keep her busy. Staying at the empty home all day is really going to affect her" Gary answered carefully.

"Then should I get the housekeepers to live in to keep her company?" Michael asked.

"I wouldn't suggest that. I think you should allow her to continue working. She started the branch only two years ago and is still trying to take it to it's peak."

Michael bit his lip and looks to be in thought "fine then. She will resume work tomorrow."

"Thank you boss."

"Why are you thanking me? I did nothing for you" he retorted.

"But still ..." Gary was saying when Michael's phone started ringing. He looked at the caller I.D and waved Gary away who bowed and left immediately.

Michael picked up the call "hi mom."

"Hello son. How are you?" Vanessa asked.

"Good."

"And Sasha?"

"Good."

"Okay, I have been thinking. We didn't get to know each other more before the wedding not that I'm complaining, so why don't you bring her over for dinner tonight? It's the first time we will be seeing you two after your wedding."

"Mom I ..."

"No excuses, I'm inviting you two to dinner tonight. 8:00 pm, we will be waiting."

Michael sighed "yes mom. We will be there."

"That's my baby boy. Mama loves you" she blew him a kiss before hanging up. Michael dropped the phone on the desk and his eyes were on the ceiling.

Sasha was packing some books into a box when her phone rang. She looked at the screen to see an unknown number, her brows creased as she picked the call "hello?"

"Dinner with mom and dad 8 pm. I will pick you up, be ready" the call ended.

Sasha stared at her phone in shock, what the heck? Who could it be? She thought as her brain processed the words before she gasped in shock, was that her husband? Is this his number? She remembered that he had never called her before and just last night she was complaining that she didn't have his number.

But wait, is that how he talks to people? Dinner with mom and dad 8 pm, I will pick you up, be ready, just like that? He really needs to go to school to learn how to talk to people or even ask for a date. She glared at her phone and made a face, hoping he could see it before dropping the phone and continuing with what she was doing.

She carried a box to her car and opened the trunk, she dumped it inside before walking back into the house and carrying out a few more boxes. She checked her time, well, she still has one hour and some minutes to prepare for the dinner, she rolled her eyes and got into the driver's seat, inserted the key in the ignition before stepping on her accelerator.

Sasha stepped out of the bathroom while thinking of what to wear, she rummaged her wardrobe but wasn't satisfied with any of the cloths there, her eyes kept drifting to the walk-in closet and the rack filled with lady wears. No no, Sasha, don't go there, she cautioned herself. She opened one of the boxes she came back with and brought out some of her old wears but none of them seem to be the right thing to wear. Her eyes drifted to the walk-in closet again and she bit her lower lip.

She brought it out and walked to the mirror, placing it on her chest, exquisite, she thought while staring at herself in the mirror. She also took a red stilettoes before leaving the closet. She dressed in the gown and styled her hair in a buffet ponytail. She applied mascara and a red lipstick, an earring and a necklace. She put on the stilettoes and stood up to look at herself in the mirror. The gown clasped to every curve in her body. It had a long split to the thigh that you can see her leg when she walks. It looked beautiful.

She glanced at the time and it was thirty minutes to eight, she grabbed her purse and her phone. She looked at herself again to admire in the mirror when she heard the sound of a car parking, she rushed out of the room immediately.

Michael parked his car, grabbed his briefcase and stepped out. He need to take a quick shower and change into some fresh clothes, he thought. He walked into the house in time to see Sasha coming down the stairs in a princess style. He froze while looking at her, the gown looks familiar but it looks like it was made for her body, he looked from her hair to her lips, her chest, her curves and down to the split exposing half her thigh, he gulped as his eyes reached her feet and back to her face, there is only one word, Beautiful.

Beautiful, he screamed again in his mind but will he tell her that? Hell no. Realizing he has been staring that much, be blinked twice and looked away, he swallowed and walked past her up the stairs. He rushed to their room and blinked again and again and again, trying to wipe away that image of her from his memory. Realizing it's not going to happen, he undressed and walked into the bathroom to have a cold shower. He turned on the shower and let the water splash on his face but then he remembered her eyes, her lips, her bosom, her curves and her very fair thigh, he shut his eyes tightly but the memory keeps coming.

The feeling of her lips that day at the altar, how soft it was even though it was a brief kiss, heaven knows he had wanted more, and the torture of sleeping beside her on the same bed but can't touch her on their wedding night, he hadn't slept till three in the morning while trying to wipe away the thought that she is lying beside him just a meter away. He shook his head to shake away the thoughts and his body shivered. He opened his eyes and looked at the lower half of him that has reacted to his thoughts and cursed.

Trying to keep himself from thinking about how soft her body looks, he remembered he had seen the gown some where and then thinking, he recalled that he picked the gown himself, it is the only piece of it's kind and his designer had gifted it to him. Anger boiled inside him as he remembered that he had placed it his closet along with the others, then does it mean she went into his closet?