War for Love: A New Battle Rages

CH 13: Work, Work, Work

**Jeremiah's POV**

My wife and I have been home for almost two weeks now, and I haven't had the chance to spend any time with her. The emails won't stop coming in, my phone is going crazy. As much as I love Isaiah, I could kill him for messing so much of this s**t up. Why did Joel even think it was a good idea to have him help in my area? Marco would have been so much better at this! Two weeks, I was only gone for two weeks, and it is a huge mess!

Gia seemed to be settling in easily. My sisters are absolutely smitten with her. I can hear their giggles throughout the house, and them whispering among themselves. I love that they have been so welcoming, and I am happy that Gia isn't alone, but I hate that I am not the one with her. I am starting to feel a little greedy with her, and want to keep my new wife all to myself. It has been so hectic that I can't remember the last time I kissed her.

Feeling like an addict going through withdrawals, I left my office in search of a quick fix. I searched our bedroom, the living room, and the garden, but couldn't find her. Some laughing and splashing led me to the back of the house where I found her looking like a complete siren in her bikini, swimming in the middle of the pool. I don't know how I looked, probably like a rabid dog, but when her eyes locked on me, she looked a little terrified.

Without thinking, I jogged over to the pool and jumped into the pool, clothes and shoes and all. My sisters laughed, and splashed me, but I had tunnel vision for my wife. I pulled her into my arms, and kissed her desperately. Genevieve protested, shouting how gross we were, but I didn't care. I needed to kiss Gia more than I needed to breathe, and with the way she was kissing me back I knew she felt the same.

When we finally broke apart, she smiled at me. "What was that?"

I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly. "I missed you." I kissed her again, softly, and then let her go. "I have to get back to work. Just a couple more hours and I'm all yours this evening."

I struggled to get out of the pool with dripping wet clothes, but I felt so much better. One of the maids handed me a towel and a robe. "Don't you dare step foot in that house, I just had the floors waxed and the carpets deep cleaned." She scolded me.

"Yes ma'am." I laughed.

"It's good to see you happy, sir." She smiled, and walked away.

Even the staff have noticed the difference from me being with Gia. I don't know what it is. I swore I would never fall in love, but being with her is easier than breathing. We fit. Is it possible to find your other half through an arranged marriage? I am trying to give my heart to her slowly, but she is taking it all without even trying. There isn't a part of me that isn't completely hers already. I tried to keep a piece of my heart to myself, but she has stolen it all away. If she ruins me, I don't know what kind of monster I will become.

I was coming out of the bathroom, dry and tying the robe around my waist when I saw my brother. "I've never seen you like this." Joel sighed, leaning against the kitchen island. "I'm happy for you, but I am also worried about you."

"What do you mean?" I ran the towel through my hair again. Still feeling this stupid grin spreading across my face. "Didn't you just say a couple weeks ago that you were happy your baby brother is in love?"

"So you are in love with her?" Joel raised his brows.

"I feel something. I don't know if it is love, because besides my family, I have never loved anyone. I don't want to tell her I love her, until I know for sure that is what this is." I tried to explain, but even as the words came out of my mouth I didn't believe them. I know what I am feeling, it just terrifies me.

"You just jumped in the pool with all your clothes on just to kiss her." He pointed out. "If that isn't love little brother, I don't know what is."

"What are you worried about though? That I'll mess it up? That I will hurt her or go back to f*****g around with all them whores?" I was getting frustrated. Did my family have no faith in me? Was I just some playboy to them, incapable of change?

Joel shook his head. "I'm worried that she will break your heart, and the soulless monster everyone thought you were, would be nothing compared to the demon you would become. I am not saying she will. I'm just worried because I have never seen you this happy, and I don't ever want to see it fall apart."

"It won't." I spat out, and stormed off towards my bedroom.

The negative thoughts started to pour into my mind. What was he talking about? Why would she break my heart? Does he know something I don't? Can I not trust her? Even though I told myself not to get worked up over my brother's concern, it made me think, why would he be worried about her hurting me? He knows me. Shouldn't he be worried about me hurting her? Is she not who I think she is?

"Stop it, Jeremiah!" I scolded myself as I paced the room. "You're happy. Just let yourself be happy for once! Don't ruin it. Don't ruin it."

The door opened, and Gia came inside, grinning from ear to ear. "Hey," her smile disappeared. "Baby, are you okay?" I crossed the room in two strides and hauled her body close to mine. I don't know why this frustration inside of me wouldn't turn off, but I knew she was what I needed. I just needed to feel her, and be reassured she was mine. Gia pulled away, her hands on my chest. "I thought you had to go back to work?"

"Stop talking." I whispered and kissed her again.

My hands wrapped around the backs of her thighs and I lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapped around me as I carried her over to the bed. I set her down, and ripped off my robe as fast I could. She struggled with her swimsuit, and I was feeling dangerously impatient, so I tore it off of her. She started to complain that it was new, but I was already opening her legs and pushing myself inside of her. Her hands grabbed onto my forearms, her gasp making me impossibly harder.

"Fuck." She threw her head back and bit her lip. "It hurts so damn good."

"Baby, I really need you. If it becomes too much, tell me to stop, and I will." I searched her eyes, my breathing erratic.

Gia nodded and opened her legs further to me. "Take it. Whatever you need, baby. I'm yours."

I hitched my arms under her knees and lifted her hips off the bed, thrusting into her hard and fast. Gia screamed, her hands gripping the sheets, her eyes shut tight. I watched her breasts bounce up and down as I continued to f**k her relentlessly. A part of me knew I should slow down, I shouldn't be f*****g her like some w***e, but f**k I needed to own her body. I pulled out of her, and flipped her over onto her stomach. I grabbed her elbows and pulled her chest off the bed, ramming into her again.

"Oh f**k!" Gia cried out.

"Too much?" I asked, breathless. I didn't stop, but I still had to make sure I wasn't hurting her.

"No, don't stop! Please, don't stop!"

I reached around, and covered her mouth with my hand, muffing her screams as I f****d her harder and harder. It didn't take long until I felt her walls clench around me, she was so close to cumming. I released her, pushing her head into the bed, ramming into her until I started to feel my balls tighten and a chill shiver down my spine.

"FUUUUCK!" I growled. The sounds of skin slapping filled the air along with her moans. I released jet after jet of c*m into her, feeling completely empty. I thrust into her two more times, until I couldn't hold myself up anymore, and I fell on the bed beside her.

I saw from the corner of my eye, Gia sitting up on her elbow facing me. "I know I was a virgin when you married me, but I know angry s*x when I see it."