C49 Ignoring Each Other

Jenny's point of view….

I stood speechless, not understanding what just happened. Did I? Did we? Did he do that and left?

Question upon question, and I hated myself that moment. How can I be so loose to let him do that to me? I thought I had passed that phrase of him getting me turned on, and imagine admitting shamelessly to him to continue.

I spat angrily at the floor and pulled my pyjama pants up, then tried wiping my mouth clean.

Zain has the audacity to turn me on and leave me to battle with my horniness.

That was so cruel of him. He has proven a point again, and I don't blame him, I was the one who let him. If I had got him where it matters most, would he have tried this sh*t with me?

This is the last he is ever going to get close to me.

I sighed and tried to sit down when I figured out my panties was wet, that's right, from my wetness.

My stomach twitched and I felt disgusted. I grabbed a towel and rushed into the bathroom to wash. Feeling so dirty and unclean at the same time.

I scrubbed my body vigorously, trying to wash off every touch of Zain on my body. I was literally scrubbing my body for over thirty minutes, yet the feeling of uncleanliness lingered around me.

How long will you continue to feel this way? You love him, no doubt, and you have tried everything possible to stay away from him, yet you could not.

His thoughts occupy your mind every moment of the day, and your heart beats so loud when you see him. You are compelled to him, why don't you let yourself feel this way without stopping it? Why don't you take a leap of faith and see how far you can go? Yes, we know he is married, but then what about doing what makes you happy?

My subconscious mind could not stop questioning me.

You know, assuming that Zain is not married to my sister, I could have had s·x with him since. I am just trying to respect my sister for blood’s sake but then, Susan is cheating on Zain and worse still, it might be with Owen.

She has got nothing to lose, neither do I.

Too bad I am not like her, I can't backstab her. Zain is not the only man on planet Earth, so I won't fall cheaply and let myself down by taking him away from Susan.

After my bath, I felt refreshed and walked Into my room.

I totally forgot that I left the breakfast uncovered and as it is, I decided I am not eating again. I will just make something else and eat.

I got dressed quickly, I just wore this big shirt of mine that serves as a gown. I always love the confidence it gives me, it's like when I am wearing it, I feel I can do anything.

I picked the leftover breakfast and left my room with my phone in my pocket in case a call comes in because I was not planning on getting back to my room soon.

I got to the kitchen and met Zain, he was trying to fix something. I gave no damn about him and put my dirty plates inside the dishwasher and I got a glass and filled it with a juice and picked a bread then left the kitchen like I never saw anyone in the kitchen.

I did not care if that was rude but Zain lost my respect the day he chose to disrespect me.

I got to the living room and found Owen busy with his laptop.

"Morning Owen"

I said after dropping whatever I had with me and grabbed the remote.

He raised his head and studied me for a while then went back to his laptop. I shrugged off my shoulders, it's not like I care if he answers or not. Courtesy demands I greet, and I have just done that.

I put the TV on and he stopped working on his laptop and glared at me.

“Do you realize that I need to concentrate here"

He said and I stared at him surprised, a fake one though.

"My bad, I did not realize that. Sorry boy"

I murmured and gave a silly smile then picked my glass of juice and took a sip and a bite.

"Are you not going to put it off"

for a moment I thought maybe he's talking to someone on the phone but when I looked up I realized that he was actually talking to me.

"Were you referring to me?"

I asked with my brows raised up.

"I am sure we are two here or is there any other person in this room?"

He responded.

"Owen, you don't have to be here. This is a living room not a working space"

I said and he glared at me then stood up. I watched him as he made his way towards me with my cheeks stuffed with bread.

"Give me the remote"

He demanded and I ignored him with a wave off my hand.

"Owen, just be a good boy and go use your room"

"You don't tell me what to do in this house. I think you are the one that is supposed to be in the room so now hand the remote over to me because I need to finish this thing I am doing as soon as possible, don't make me make you"

He said authoritatively and I was kind of waiting for him to do his worst. I stared at him, challenging him with my eyes to make me.

He clenched his fist and pounced on me, I did not see that coming. My glass of juice shattered to the floor while I held onto the remote, not willing to release it to him. He was after the remote.

"What's going on here?"

I heard and we both stilled.