Chapter 4 Tamed vs. Untamed

"What are you doing here?!" Stefani angrily asked in a low voice so that no one near them would hear her. Only then she realized it was Jonathan who was being swarmed by these stupid ants of her schoolmates. She couldn't help but curse under her breath, just what was this person trying to do by coming here of all places?

"I came to pick you up," Jonathan said simply and uninterestedly, then grabbed Stefani's hand and dragged her to and inside the passenger's seat of the car.

"Get in," Jonathan ordered and Stefani's mouth gaped. How dare this guy do this to her?

"I don't want to!" She exclaimed, angrily looking at Jonathan.

Jonathan sighed, "Get in."

"I said I don't-"

Stefani wasn't able to finish her angry shouts though as she was pulled then pushed roughly inside the passenger seat. Frowning, she turned to the side where Jonathan just sat and turned the ignition on.

"What do you want?" Stefani asked, her face turning red as she kept glaring at Jonathan. When Jonathan didn't answer her, Stefani's irritation and anger rose.

"Why did you pick me up? Is this your way for me to say yes to Dad's idea? Do you really want me to be your fiancée? Because I don't! I don't like you at all! In fact, I hate you so much I'd rather die than kiss you, do you know that?!"

Stefani was beyond mad. She couldn't take this. While she was all mad and was about to go crazy because of her life's situation, Jonathan was just driving calmly and collectively beside him, like everything was fine in his life. The fact that this whole setup was "okay" to this person made Stefani's heart become more upset than she already was. Slowly, probably due to exhaustion and more emotions in her heart that she could not define, Stefani stopped talking and ranting. She stared outside through the window, head resolutely turned and not ever wanting to look at the driver.

Jonathan didn't pay much attention to Stefani's rants and just focused on driving. He also didn't mind the sudden silence and appreciated it even.

Soon, they reached Stefani's house. Jonathan pulled the car over and decided to speak with a tone and voice he usually used in business meetings. "I'll come and pick you up again tomorrow. You should know by now I-"

"I hate you," Stefani suddenly said, her eyes cast down on her lap.

Jonathan shouldn't feel it but a stab came to his heart and he didn't know why.

"Don't worry, I hate you too," Jonathan replied without looking at Stefani, either.

Stefani jumped off the car and hurriedly ran inside their mansion. Jonathan sighed as he got out of the car as well and followed suit. He heard Stefani's footsteps going up the second floor where her bedroom was located.

"Come in, Sir Gonzalez. Let me call Miss Hernandez, please have a seat," the maid offered to which Jonathan only nodded at.

He sighed as he sat down on the sofa while waiting, unable to think of any good thoughts.

The kid hated him. It was clear that Stefani didn't want to be with him, let alone, be her friend. So how can Jonathan make this thing, as Mr. Hernandez wanted, work?

Jonathan took deep breaths, sighing heavily as he rubbed his hands on his face.

This was definitely going to be a tough one.