Until You Are Mine

"Open this fucking door, Chinny!" he yelled. I buried my face in a pillow. He's so annoying.

I could go mad with the amount of anger I feel toward him. I'm furious with that man. "If you don't open this fucking door, I'll break it down and get you pregnant right there?!"

Sh*t!

I got up reluctantly. He constantly threatens to do that—force himself on me and get me pregnant.

It's been two months since I moved into his house. I broke up with my long-time boyfriend just for this ridiculous situation.

He even tried to force himself on me once, and I was terrified. I couldn't fight him off then because I didn't have my licensed gun, and he's stronger than me. Plus, I don't want to get pregnant—that would ruin my plans, and I wouldn't be able to do photoshoots with my two photographer friends.

"Fine, damn it," I said, stomping to the door to unlock it.

The sight of his frustrating face greeted me. Every time I see him, I can't help but curse—he's the root cause of all this nonsense.

"What's the problem? It's too early, Angelo."

What can I do when his family is the only one that could save our failing manufacturing business? Yeah, that's the reason for all this. But I'm the one bearing the weight of everything.

"Breakfast is ready," he said with a smirk. He moved closer, gently caressing my cheek.

"My wife is so beautiful," he said teasingly. I scowled and slapped his hand away.

"Sh*t! I don't have time for your nonsense," I snapped, slamming the door shut.

This is so frustrating—sh*t! I hate that he's the one I married, and my brilliant parents agreed to this mess.

My friends could've helped, but they were powerless to do anything.

When I heard my phone ring, I snapped back to reality. Then, when I saw who was calling, I exhaled sharply.

"Yes, baby?" I answered with a smile.

("Good morning, whatever.") Just hearing Farley's voice made me feel lighter.

"Good morning, too, baby. How was your sleep? I miss you."

("What the fuck, Chinny? Do you miss me? Are you dumb? Did you forget I'm your savage, fashionable cousin, Farley Velasquez? I know you're depressed because of the breakup, but you can talk to me, okay?") Farley's always so alarmed about how I feel. I heard him sigh on the other end.

"I know, and you know I love you so much, Kilorn. You don't have to worry—I'm still yours." Farley and I have this game where he pretends to be Kilorn, my ex, just to make me feel better.

("Alright, babe. See you later. I love you.") His words gave me a boost of strength—my oh-so-loving cousin.

"I love you too," I replied before hanging up.

Angelo's POV

I closed my eyes, biting my lower lip to stop the tears. Damn it. I'm a man, but this breaks me.

I leaned against Chinny's door. Guess what? I heard her talking to someone—Kilorn Sandoval, her boyfriend.

There's nothing I can do. I wanted this. It's pure torture, but I didn't care as long as Chinny became my wife.

Even though I was outside her room, I could still hear her. She forgot her room wasn't soundproof.

"I know, and you know I love you so much, Kilorn. You don't have to worry—I'm still yours."

I walked away after hearing that.

Fvck! Fvck! Fvck!

I kept cursing as I headed to the dining room.

I unbuttoned two buttons on my uniform—I couldn't breathe. It hurts so fucking much. I didn't even wait for Chinny to have breakfast with me. I ate quickly and rushed out of the house.

Walking down the building's hallway, I was still in a daze. Even though I noticed the girls squealing as I passed, I didn't care. Not to brag, but I know I'm popular. I've got good looks and a strong appeal, so it's no surprise women are drawn to me. All except Chinny.

"Kuys." I stopped when I heard Khairro's voice. He was with our group of friends.

"You look deep in thought. Let's hit the bar later," Rhysand said with a mischievous grin.

"Yeah, it's about time," Lucifer added. I smirked at their suggestion. They're right—this might help ease the stress.

"Tsk. Count us in," Farley said, accompanied by Karma, Astrid, and Jessa.

I almost froze when I spotted Chinny and Kilorn in the distance. It felt like several knives stabbed my chest.

Do I even have the right to feel this hurt? I clenched my fists. Damn it!

This is pure torture for me. Fuck it! I'm such an idiot.

I started walking again.

I was startled when I felt someone take my clenched fist and gently open it. It was Jessa—the girl who had loved me for a long time.

"Gelo, is it still her?" she asked, biting her lip as she let go of my hand.

She's become a friend, and I don't want to hurt her. Farley might kill me if I do.

She keeps asking me the same question.

I shook my head. My answer was the same as always. "Sorry, it's still her."

I forced Chinny to marry me so she would love me, but no matter what I do, she doesn't seem to love me. Life is so unfair.

Why is it always like this? Just like before—when I loved Tinnie, but Tinnie loved Aki.

It's always the same.

I don't get it. Shouldn't love be mutual? Is a little respect too much to ask for?