Love Hate Relationship

He turned off the shower immediately and left the bathroom. Drying his hair with a towel, he walked into his closet and searched for the gown and indeed, she took it from here, of course she did, he can remember he told his designer not to make one like it again. He grabbed the nearest shirt and put on along with it's pant and suit. He put on his shoes and left the closet, dried his hair and combed it, put on his wristwatch and left the room in a fit of anger.

Sasha was sitting on the sofa while waiting for him, she heard the door slam and looked up at the stairs to see him coming down. Perhaps due to his anger he didn't notice the color of his dressing, he was dressed in red all through. She wanted to compliment but then she noticed the anger in his eyes.

"You really have no fear do you?" He asked icily.

Michael snorted "of course you don't. You love playing dumb. My third rule, stay out of my business. Why can't you just do that!" He shouted.

Sasha finally figured what was wrong with him "I saw it in the walk-in closet."

"Exactly. Who gave you the right to go in there?"

"I was just looking around when I chanced upon it. I saw the rack with dresses. I didn't know what to wear so I picked from it."

"You have no right."

"Why? Why don't I? Why do you have so many lady wears in your closet?" She retorted.

"It's none of your business!" He replied icily.

"Oh really? If I am not allowed to wear them, then who is?"

"Still not your business. It's my house, my closet, my clothes. I do with it however I want!" He shouted.

"But why? Why have so many? Why I'm I not allowed to wear them?" She shouted back.

Michael walked closer to her, he grabbed her on the neck "you do not shout at me. Nobody shouts at me. You do not talk back at me, understand? When I'm talking, you shut up, clear?" He tightened his hold on her neck. Sasha struggled for breath as a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

The tear dropped on his hand and he woke up, he released his hold on her immediately and walked out of the house. Sasha sniffed and wiped away the tear but more kept coming. She tried to get her emotion in place and when she finally succeeded, she picked up her phone and purse and walked out of the house too. He was already sitting in the car, she walked to the passenger's door and got in. She buckled her seatbelt and tried her best to minimize her presence.

Michael stared at her, he wanted so badly to hold her, to say he is sorry for his earlier action, but he couldn't, he couldn't get himself to say it. Her silent sobs burns in his heart and the place her tear touched on his hand scorched him. He closed his eyes for some seconds before opening them again, he started the car and slowly pulled out of the driveway.

Michael parked in front of his parents mansion. He turned of the engine and sighed, he wanted so badly to talk to the woman beside him. He knew he had hurt her tonight and heaven knows he didn't want to, if she hadn't shout at him or talked back at him, he wouldn't have done it. He is used to shouting to people and they would stand there with their heads low, none of them dared to look at him, let to talk of to shout at him. But she did and it annoyed him.

He glanced at her and saw her sitting with her head bowed, obviously waiting for him to get out of the car first, he felt the impulse of reaching out to touch her and when his hands wanted to obey, he clenched it to stop himself, why should he console her? What he did tonight is not up to a quarter of what she did to him. The law of nature said that thou shall reap what thee sow and she is only reaping hers, so why should he feel bad? The main reason of marrying her was to get back at her, the pain she had made him live in for years, he only wanted her to have a taste of it and this night is just the beginning, thinking to that, he got out of the car and walked past all the servants there that greeting him.

Sasha followed after him and smiled at the servants that greeted her, no matter what, she has to act happy, she can't let anyone know what is happening in home and not just because she didn't want them to gossip but that she is now having an inkling fear that she maybe married to a monster. His attitude tonight had just proven that he is not the man she can afford to offend, seem like she is married to the devil himself.

She walked into the house seconds after Michael and Vanessa smiled to her before pulling her into a light hug. She kissed both her cheeks and looked at her with a beautiful smile evident in her eyes "how are you my dear?" She asked in her sweet and gentle voice. She really is a graceful woman.

Sasha felt an unspeakable amount of warm flush into her the moment Vanessa hugged her and kissed her, the fear and regret that was starting to build up in her heart immediately disappeared, she has a loving mother in-law "I'm fine, you?" She asked genuinely and Vanessa smiled.

She loop her hand in hers and gently pulled her into a walk with her "I'm great only that you and your husband abandoned us immediately you got married" she looked at Sasha with a smile "you can call me you know, I won't get angry over it. Since you haven't leave for your honeymoon, why don't you spend some time with me?" She helped her sit on the sofa before sitting beside her, her hand slowly caressed her hair.

Sasha couldn't help but feel like a fifteen year old who just got married and have her mother in-law spoiling her cause that's exactly what Vanessa was doing now, maybe she forgot that she is actually twenty six? She thought but that doesn't matter, having someone treat her with love in her new family filled half of the emptiness she feels inside "I will work on that" she answered.

Vanessa smiled and looked at her son, perhaps noticing that they are both dressed in red, her eyes sparkled, maybe they are getting along more than she expected, she have had this fear that things might take time before happening between them since she knows the kind of son she gave birth to, well, looks like she doesn't need to worry anymore "I have a tea party to attend with my friends next tomorrow, why don't you come along with me? I will introduce you to them, they are all dying to meet you anyway."

"I will look forward to it" Sasha replied with a smile.

"That's good. And don't you forget" Vanessa said looking from her to her son who was just sitting there with his eyes closed and his head resting on the sofa before looking at her again "if he does anything that you don't like, do not hesitate to tell me so that I will caution him for you or even punish him if necessary."

Michael's eyes snapped open at his mother's words and his eyes went to Sasha again who looked at him after hearing what his mother just said, she thought about complaining about his restriction on her from going to work and seeing her friends but when she saw the cold glint in his eyes, she couldn't get herself to utter a single world "I will keep that in mind mom."

Vanessa smiled at her before looking at her son with a raised eyebrow who looked away almost immediately. Joseph Brown walked down the stairs then and smiled at Sasha "you are looking beautiful my dear" he complimented and Sasha actually blushed.

"Thank you...Dad" she replied and Joseph smiled before looking at his son.

"Michael, what is this that I hear, that late this afternoon you canceled your contract with Mr. Whitehead?" He asked while taking a seat in the single sofa there.

"It's true" Michael blurted out.

"I know it's true, I'm asking why?"

"His son did something against me."

"And what would that be?"

Michael swallowed and kept quiet, he can't tell them he canceled the contract just because the son touched his wife and again not in her presence. He can't have her know he went to that length just because of her. When Joseph noticed his son is not going to tell him the reason he canceled the contract. he sighed.

"You are a business man, you should know the result of any decision you make. That contract has been going on for six months now and since you canceled it when it's just two months to the end, I believe it must be a very good reason?"

"Yes" Michael answered and Joseph sighed. He really don't understand this son of he's, not only is he hard to read or to make up what he might be thinking at the moment but he also acts as if he is possessed at times, he shook his head with a low sigh and decided to drop the topic, no matter what he said now, he is not going to get him to speak up.

He looked at his daughter in law and noticing that they are in uniform, he raised his eyebrow in surprise, well at least, he is treating his wife well, he thought "you two are trying to make me feel jealous and wonder why I'm not in uniform with my wife isn't?" He asked.