We reached her villa ‘Jonas Villa' engraved on her large iron gates. It was a huge four- storey villa consisting of a swimming pool, a small garden and an artificial lake where koi fishes could be found swimming vigorously beneath the surface. 

“Step out,” she bellowed and walked further while smoking her cigarette between her fingers. I too followed, not because I have a liking but for some unknown phenomenon that was pulling me towards it. 

She went into the living room, opened the fridge, and grabbed a pair of fruit drinks, handing me one. 

“Can I ask you something?” I asked timidly.

She stared at me and then nodded “Go ahead”. 

“Why only me?” I asked, fear evident in my eyes. 

“Because you belong to me.” She shrugged.

Truthfully, I was getting irritated by her short responses and finally I bellowed at her, “ Why are you pestering me? If this goes on I will run from here.”

She smirked and walked over to a table, opened a drawer, and pulled out a whip with nails. She then approached me, slowly taking one step at a time, and casually whipped the floor. Screech. She grabbed my collar and said, "If you dare to, then I'll whip you throughout your life."

Her aura successfully instilled fear in me and I subconsciously plopped down on the sofa. 

“But don't worry, as I said, you are my one and only hubby, I won't hurt you, never. But if you dare avoid me and distance yourself, then I can easily give you a taste of this medicine, my honey.” She dropped the whip and continued to smoke. 

She then sat beside me while gently caressing my face with her right hand and holding a cigarette with her left. Honestly, I was scared to see her hazel blue eyes turning slightly red as she kept steadily moving towards me. 

Then she grabbed me by my arm and dragged me towards her room, which was upstairs. She opened the door pushed me onto her king size bed. 

“ Hey wife, listen” before I could complete my sentence, she placed her fingers effectively silencing me from speaking.  

After taking a few puffs, she asked me, “Do you remember this cigarette?” I nodded in response. 

She then revealed, “There was a man who casually took the cigarette from my mouth before inhaling and threw it in the dustbin. He said, "Ma'am frequent smoking can lead you to disaster. In fact, it doesn't suit a beautiful lady. You can smoke occasionally, but not habitually." And like a thin air he vanished after bidding farewell. I searched throughout the Nivea city and finally I found him, who is currently sitting beside me. The man of my heart, it's you.”

“Oh, I now get it.” I finally let out a sigh of relief. 

“Hahaha.. Honey, don't worry, I will be there beside you from now on.” She inched closer, slower, and with a jerk, she pinned me down on the bed. I couldn't move from her grasp. She looked like a hungry wolf, currently bloodthirsty and leering at her prey. She exhaled a few rings onto my face. Though I hate cigarettes, her flavor was mint, blended with her body scent, and it drove me out of my mind.

Her breath grew hotter as she sniffed and blew on my earlobes, "Honey, I really love you." As she licked my earlobes, it aroused me. Then she bit and left hickies on my neck and collarbone. The bruises turned purple and slightly swelled.

 “Honey, will you leave me, huh?" she bit at the corner of my lips. I felt the sweet and bitter pain and I nodded, “Ahh… No, I won't.” 

“That's like my honey.” she kissed my forehead happily. 

Suddenly, my phone rang and displayed 'Mina'. Since my mobile was beside me and kept ringing, it drew Shanaya's attention towards it. Seeing the name, she furrowed her brows and inquired, "Who is she?"

Her voice completely changed, becoming icy cold. She gave off an aura of a hungry predator. Seeing this, I didn't give her a response. She held my cheeks and squeezed them, demanding, "Who is she?"

"Mhm...my friend, just a normal friend," I gulped and said meekly. She then picked up the call and remained silent. Her breathing was stable, but her emotions were growing angrier, filled with hatred and jealousy, which combined into one thought: 'Kill her.'

"Hello! Ryan, are you there?" Mina queried.

"No," Shanaya grimaced while putting her fingers on my mouth.

"Uhh.. Who are you?" puzzled Mina asked.

"His wife," she asserted and hung up.

"What wife?" Mina looked dumbfounded upon hearing a new voice. "Am I hallucinating?" She pinched her hand and yelped.

"No, it can't be right," she murmured to herself. 

"Who is she and what is she doing with Ryan?" Mina felt a twinge of jealousy forming in her heart.