Taming His Dramatic Little Wife

"Ahhh! Your arms are even wrapped around me! Ahhh what should I do? Do you think this is something to be smiling about? This is crazy!..." Stefani glared at Jonathan, "You! This is all your fault!!" She then went back to messing and pulling her hair in frustration and embarrassment.

"Whoa, hold up. You're the one who clung to me all night," Jonathan replied with one eyebrow raised.

"T-That! W-Well... It's because I have n-no choice!" Stefani stuttered, eyes blinking fast as she avoided Jonathan's stare by turning around and pushing the white covers away from her body, her feet already on the floor, ready to leave.

Would Jonathan let that happen though?

The older caught the younger's arm before the little brat could escape again, turning her again so she would face him. Stefani's eyes were wide as they looked at Jonathan in surprise.

"W-What do you want? I have to go to school!" Stefani said snappily though couldn't hide the blush on her face. Jonathan was looking at her with serious eyes and it was only adding to the speed Stefani's little heart makes at the moment. Jonathan should stop gazing at her like that or Stefani would actually faint!

The older pulled the younger closer, the touch sending another set of butterflies down Stefani's stomach. Jonathan's hands cupped Stefani's face, not giving her a verbal answer as he leaned in and captured Stefani's waiting-to-be-kissed red lips, passionately claiming the younger's lips.

Stefani's eyes were still wide when Jonathan pulled away after a few seconds. It was like the younger one turned to a stone and Jonathan could only smile at the sight. Stefani was being too adorable despite her attitude and for Jonathan, this very image was what he had dreamt of ages ago.

It felt completely satisfying.

"That's how you thank your husband," Jonathan smiled widely - and teasingly - then turned soft as he ruffled Stefani's smooth hair and looked at her with eyes full of love and admiration.

"Go. I'll pick you up later," he added before kissing the younger's forehead for the last time then going back to the bed and pulling the covers up like nothing happened.

Stefani was still there sitting by the edge of the bed with her mouth left hanging open. She couldn't believe what just happened. What was that all about?!

But glancing at the digital clock on Jonathan's bedside table got her on her feet again, now panicking as she hurriedly headed out of Jonathan's room but before doing so, she threw a death glare at her future husband's already sleeping form.

She hasn't even brushed her teeth yet. That monkey and his hormones, really!

Really, really.

A smile could not help but form on Stefani's face as she threw one more look at Jonathan on the bed.

Stefani hates him after all.

1 year earlier

Stefani angrily stomped and stormed inside the Chief Executive's Office, walking past some employees wearing horrified faces.

"DAD!!!" she shouted as soon as she entered and noticed the questioning looks of at least ten people inside the room. They all gave a bow as a greeting to Stefani then to the CEO, which was Stefani's father, then quickly headed out as words were not needed to be spoken anymore.

"Stefani, what happened?" Her father asked though he had already somewhat predicted this happening.

"How could you decide things like that by yourself? I'm 18 years old! I'm still young for that!!" Stefani gritted her teeth as she glared at her father, eyes widening in anger, her long black hair waving like a storm. When one saw this scene, they would think that there was a weird drama shooting happening in the area. They would even conclude that the drama was all about a faceoff between wolves. Only, because of her small height and adorable face, Stefani looked like a small puppy glaring at the leader of the pack.

The door suddenly opened, letting in a handsome guy in a suit, his hair fixed in the most presentable way Stefani couldn't guess how many hours the guy had spent on it. The navy blue suit paired with a striped dark magenta tie was absolutely perfect too. His black leather shoes shone brightly on the ground that even the sun would feel ashamed for rising above. The man just practically screamed one word - perfection.

And Stefani hated it. Stefani hated it very, very much.

"To add more, with this guy of all people, Dad! Why did you choose this monkey?!" Stefani's finger started pointing at Jonathan Gonzalez, the 24-year-old most trusted employee of Mr. Hernandez.

Mr. Hernandez sighed then opened his mouth. "Stefani, it's just an engage-"

"No!! I'm not going to be engaged with this monkey! I'm not going to marry him!! I hate you so much Dad!! I hate you!!" Stefani blared out her fangs and puffed out raging breaths as she turned around and began heading outside, but of course, did not forget to give a death glare at Jonathan before completely doing so.

However, Jonathan just uninterestedly stared at her as if she was nothing but air, which only annoyed Stefani more.

She repeatedly shouted a series of curses before she finally exited the office.

"Ah, that brat really," Stefani's father shook his head in a rather unusual way. Yes, he was already used to his daughter's behavior, with all the sudden barging inside his office, shouting and glaring and everything in between. For most people in this building, this was actually a common occurrence.

The truth was, Mr. Hernandez only wanted Stefani to be happy. After all, she was his only child, his only family, his precious. Jonathan has been good, obedient, always ready to help, and his performances in the company were unsurprisingly excellent. He was also good-looking and had a kind heart. Mr. Hernandez knew Jonathan was the right person for Stefani. Even though Stefani probably didn't deserve Jonathan, Mr. Hernandez still believed Jonathan could, in a way, influence Stefani to be a better person.

"It's okay, Sir. I'm used to it anyway," Jonathan said with a smile. Of course, Jonathan was also used to the treatment Stefani was giving him every time she saw him. It was as if Stefani hated him so much that even just staying in the same room irritates the younger. Well, Jonathan had already gotten used to it. Stefani could really be a brat sometimes... or always.

"By the way, about the engagement..." Jonathan started though was lost for the next word for a moment. Ever since Mr. Hernandez offered the idea of engagement with Stefani to him, Jonathan couldn't think straight. He was always calm and was good at organizing his thoughts no matter the situation, but he could not deny the fact that this current issue was making his head ache a lot the past few days.

"Jonathan, I know you're thinking Stefani is such a brat and that your life would probably be hell if you become her husband."

Jonathan couldn't help but cringe at the word 'husband'. Just imagining being with the little brat in the same room - bedroom - made Jonathan want to bang his head on the wall. It gave an uncomfortable feeling just trying to think he'd be in the same house with the younger for a week.. or even years. After all, all he had ever received from that sassy teenager were death glares and verbal insults. Could he really take that person, especially her extraordinary attitude, to him and his peaceful life?

"But can you at least give it a try? Stefani is still young, yes. She is naive, immature, and has a sharp tongue. But I don't think I could entrust her to anyone just yet. For now, you're the perfect guy I know I could trust about my daughter."

Jonathan was touched by the words the President just uttered. He trusted Jonathan this much. Jonathan felt really grateful. Mr. Hernandez was the one who helped him and his sister when their parents died in a car accident when they were still kids. Although Mr. Hernandez didn't adopt them as his children, he was the one who sent them to school, gave them shelter, food, education, and everything the two pitiful orphans needed. For Jonathan, Mr. Hernandez was like his second father. He was family.

But was getting engaged with his second father's bratty daughter be the way to repay the kindness he gave him and his sister?

"I understand, Sir," he responded after thinking for a while.

Maybe it was. Although Jonathan still hated the idea of having to deal with the little devil Stefani, he still had lots of respect, gratitude, and concern toward Mr. Hernandez.

Sighing silently, Jonathan therefore concluded, he would agree to be engaged and marry Stefani.

"I can't believe it either! I hate them so much!" Stefani cried to her group of friends, Christina, Dianne, Bridget, and Ivy.

It was a lively Sunday morning and Stefani woke up in a bad mood, all due to the sudden call from her dad stating what he proposed to be "good news". Despite being pampered by her father, Stefani wasn't someone who could easily say the words "I hate you" to anyone. The only exception was that guy named Jonathan Gonzalez. Every time Stefani would come across this person, she couldn't help but hate him more and more.

So for whatever reason her father suddenly announced this engagement, Stefani was fuming with anger upon hearing it the first time. She couldn't understand why her father chose the person she hated so much to the core, out of all people.

The four girls sighed all at the same time while looking at their friend. They had known Stefani for a long time to accept how dramatic this girl could be especially when expressing her feelings. They waited for Stefani to finish her crying before speaking.

"Calm down, Stef," Ivy tried to calm her friend's nerves down but Stefani couldn't. Instead, she started crying even more as if she had been bullied. The other four shook their heads, sighing as they knew how stubborn this friend of theirs could be. Despite having the same age, Stefani was obviously the most immature and "babiest" of them.

"I said calm down!" Ivy shouted that made Stefani shoot her head up, pouting.

"I don't want to be engaged with someone I don't love and doesn't love me..." Stefani cried, eyes full of sadness as she stared at the table. Christina and Dianne looked at each other, exchanging knowing looks. Christina sighed and patted Stefani's shoulder.

"Stef," she called out sympathetically but was immediately shut up by Stefani who stood up all of a sudden, nearly knocking her and her friends' drinks off the table. For sure, the crying session has ended, replaced by a more aggressive and deadly declaration of intense hatred.

"And of all people, why that monkey!!!" Stefani suddenly said loudly, frustration evident in her brown eyes as she slammed her hands on the table. The action made her friends jump a little. But Stefani was beyond mad. Why was her father doing this to her? He knew she didn't like Jonathan. No, not didn't like - she hated him! She hated him so much just the thought of him made her want to hijack an airplane and escape Earth and live somewhere far away so she won't be able to see him forever!

"Stop it, Stefani! Seriously," Bridget, a bit exasperated with Stefani's actions and rants, snapped. She looked at Stefani with serious venom eyes, ready to bite Stefani if she started whining again. "Stop being dramatic, seriously!"

Stefani bit her lower lip and sighed at that. Actually, Stefani was a simple person. What she wanted was just a simple life with her future husband - someone who would cherish her, respect her, treat her the best, love her for the way she was, with all his heart and soul. In their marriage, all the good and bad times would be cherished like flowers blooming in season. That was what Stefani desired for her future, wonderful, pure love. Suddenly, the blooming petals turned dark then slowly faded in thin air as a certain person - a 24-year-old someone - showed up in her mind.

"Ahhhh I can't do it! I can't!" Stefani began to cry once more. "Don't you guys get what I'm trying to say? I want to be married to someone I love and love me back, not with someone who doesn't even care about me!"

"You're overreacting. What makes you think Jonathan doesn't care about you?" Dianne asked, taking a sip from her drink.

Stefani immediately shot her a glare. "Dianne, stop trying to be funny! I don't care whether he cares about me or not. I hate him! He's always doing what dad wants like a dog! I hate him so much, do you know that? He thinks he's so great just because he's handsome and performs well at work. So what? Not everyone could see how arrogant that guy is! Argh, I hate him so much I think I'd die first before I could even kiss him!" Stefani cried out and began to pant hard, desperately catching for air after her nonstop, long rant.

The girls looked at each other and after a moment, all burst out of laughter.

"Hey! What's funny?!" Stefani frowned deeply while glaring at her friends.

"Do you know how many times you said the word 'hate'?" Ivy asked, the cracked-up smile on her face still not leaving her from the laughter.

"Whatever! I just hate him, okay? And I definitely won't ever get married to that guy!!" Stefani stood up again, feet stomping as she left the coffee shop, hair bouncing every step.

Christina shook her head and took a sip on her iced coffee jelly.

"Girls, you think this Jonathan guy is really handsome?" Bridget suddenly opened.

"I don't know. Stefani said he is, but he's arrogant too..." Dianne commented, thinking back on what their dear friend just said moments ago.

All of them paused for a moment. Their eyes then twinkled and they started to giggle as they whisper to each other.

"Arrogant plus handsome? .... Time for some investigation, girls!"

Everyone nodded in agreement as they pulled out their black sunglasses and auntie scarves from their bags.

The next day, Stefani was walking down the stairs out of her classroom when she suddenly heard a group of girls giggling loudly along the way. Thinking it was nothing, she shrugged as she walked out of the building, heading towards the front gate where she'd be waiting for her butler to come and fetch her as usual.

She walked past a bunch of girls squealing, making her eyebrow twitch in curiosity. What was the commotion all about?

A flock of girls and boys were standing near the front gate making Stefani frown in annoyance. Damn these idiots, blocking the way all the time. Stefani grunted as she gripped her backpack and began taking the other way.

"Stefani."

Stefani's ears perked up and she immediately turned around, only to find Jonathan leaning his back against his car like some kind of a TV or Drama star idol. Frowning, Stefani walked towards him.