Angel :

Shawn showed up to my office today, and he was so furious. I didn't know what happened at Mr. Paul's office. But something was so outlandish to Shawn's reactions. He was dealing with me like I did a misdemeanor. He was dragging me and he opened the elevator and out of the blue he pinned me inside and thrust my lips with a kiss. Biting vigorously my neck and ignoring everybody else in the elevator.

Then he gazed at me with a bark "You are mine, remember that!"

I gasped and lowered my gaze to the floor feeling embarrassed. I was so perplexed, why he did that in a facade of all the employees. But what I was able to do exactly was nothing. He was so possessive. He clutched my arm with a strong grip. I was whining from the pain. His fingerprints were marked on my arm and my wrist.

He shoved me into the car, bumping my head and hurling the door as if I was going to run away from him. I was just staring at my hands. What I could say at this moment was nothing. I knew him when he went mad no one would be able to hold him. Or calm him down.

He placed his fist on the steering wheel and accelerated his car speed. Then swiftly he halted the car in the middle of the highway with a tremendous screech and gawked at me and started to punch the wheel with his both pounded hands like crazy yelling "Crap, why do you keep doing this?!"

I stuttered "I_I_ I did nothing." I replied with a very low voice. I was fiddling nervously with my fingers. Really what I was supposed to say?!! I didn't do anything wrong.

He leaned his head to me and pulled My head tight and started to swallow my lip as if he didn't kiss me ever before. with a lot of grief and desire, he grazed my lips and pushed his tongue roughly inside my mouth. he gnawed my lower lips until I felt the taste of the blood run out of my lips.

Then he took out his head back licking his tongue on all over of his lips " look at what you have done Angel? I hurt you! You can't take care of anyone else except me. You can't love anyone else. You can leave me in one condition!" Shawn said in a freaking calm and cold tone.

I glance at him. And he stared back with a smirk covering his face "You can leave me after my death!" he screamed hysterically.

 I startled and blinked. Actually, he was right. His love twisted into a possessive attitude that can't be handled anymore. I have nowhere to slip away from him. Even after I started a new job I thought that he might give me some free space but that doesn't sound good. This looks like I will suffer further. Because he couldn't accept me out of his borders. He couldn't let me be around anyone else except him.

I inhaled and exhaled trying to reclaim my courage to face him "Shawn, why are you doing this?! How you could love me and hurt me?! And about kissing me in the company, all the employees now will start gossiping about me and I haven't even started working yet!" I said with a melancholy, perturbed glance.

"Then quit!" he said simply.

I gasped “What?"

"You don't need this job! So why do you insist on working for someone else??!" Shawn turned his hand on the wheel and started to drive ignoring my words as if I didn’t say anything at all.

I crossed my arms over my chest and I started out of my window "We argued about that before. I need an independent spot; you can't put me in your prison forever!" I mumbled.

"My prison! You mean my gold prison! My diamond prison!" Shawn shrieked and started to howl like crazy shit.

I cleared my throat and switched the topic to adjust his mood "Babe, where are we going now?" I made a puppy sad face.

He raised an eyebrow "For shopping."

"Why?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Listen, Angel, I know that I'm insane about you and I can't handle my tempers most of the time. I realize that, but that doesn't mean that my prison is that awful! I need to get you some presents. I want you to look so elegant. I don't want even Paul to look better than you! And you have to know something, I have allowed you to work with Paul not because he was a good person and I trust him or for your free space!" Shawn informed me.

"Then why for?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Because soon you will be my wife! So you will be my partner. I want you to learn about the company to have more experience." Shawn smirked devilishly. Serious? Then it was his intentions! Not for my sake and making me happy. Everything was revolving around him.

I blinked trying to process his words in my brain "Your wife?! Do You mean we are getting married?" I was dumbfounded. I was expecting that he was just teasing me.

"Yes, I will marry you soon! Do you have a demur objection?" Shawn spun his head to throw me a side glance with a lift up an eyebrow.

I shook my head in a subdued tone and bit on my lips "Oh, No, No—" what should I say to him, if I asked him to give me some time to think about it, he could kill me or bang my head to the car window.

"Here we are my sweetheart, let's go." he reversed his expression with a lot of love and leered at me. opening the door of the car to me.

 I smiled at him and he grabbed my hand and tilted his grip around my waist strolling tight from me. "See honey, let's buy everything you want." Shawn pointed with his finger to the store in front of us.

I nodded and laughed lightly. "Okay, but I really don't need anything. I have everything." I ran my fingers through my hair.

He pulled my chin and leaned his face to me. I blinked. I expected that he was going to stroke my lips with a kiss again. “Angel, if I could bring you the whole world under your toes, I won't repent or think even for a second. you don't know how much I Love You," Shawn brushed his forehead to mine and touched it in a gentle way. He sighed and I flustered shyly.

After 3 hours of shopping. We enjoyed the shopping day. I was so overjoyed; I was doubting if my closet could take any more clothes anymore. Shawn buys more stuff for me more than he does for himself.

 As he usually says to me. He works to bring me more money that will bring happiness to his Angel. But he can't admit that wealth can't bring love after all— Everyone needs proper treatment to fall in love, not harsh words or slapping faces most of the time.

We went back home and the servants served lunch in the dining room. Shawn started to warn me over and over about not to talk to anyone at my new job and don't come close to Paul. But what I was honestly guessing about that moment was why Mr. Paul came close to me at his office.

 why did he repeated continuously asking me if I do love Shawn or not and why I sputtered like a nitwit without saying anything —