The Soldier Next Door

…Ana POV…

I watch him as he is busy getting dressed. He is one of the sexiest men I have ever seen and probably the only one that I will ever be with.

Ethan Hunter is definitely a price that any woman would love to have.

So it is with nothing but that fucking gorgeous smile on his face that he leans over and places his lips softly against mine, “I need to go, boo.”

As I take his lips for mine to taste, I only softly whisper, “What time will you be back later?”

He fumbles a bit, looking for the right words, “I am going to be a bit busy with Ray, but I will come home as soon as I can.”

I nibble at his bottom lip for the last time, “Then I will see you later.”

And with that, he takes that goddamn tight ass out the door, leaving me rather frustrated.

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I will make my own appearance at Ray later, he just does not know that yet. So just before I head to the shower, I send off a quick message to Anna to meet me at my place in an hour to get ready.

I don’t understand why Ethan has not asked me to go with him to the get-together as Ray tonight.

Is he hiding something from me?

Why does he not want me around?

But I push this to the side as I hear Anna coming through the front door and make her way to my room.

“Well, well.” She only but smiles as she takes a glance at the dress that is lying in front of me on the bed. “Who is the lucky Mr. Hunter tonight?”

So it is with that that I get into a tight red dress, the ones with the little strings on the side, the ones that I now used to drive Ethan mad. Slipping on my white stiletto boots, I give myself a once-over in the mirror.

Much satisfied that I am going to make a few heads turn tonight, I turn to Anna. She only but gives me a thumbs up but then follows it with a warning, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Anna, I need to get out.”

With that, we make our way down to the car, and much against her better judgment, she lets me drive. As I slam that pedal down to the floor and the engine starts vibrating, the adrenaline starts pumping like honey through my veins.

I am on a high, and I know that it is going to come crashing down.

Only but twenty minutes later, we find ourselves exiting the car and striding the pavement like a bunch of fucking supermodels.

It is not long before he comes into sight… There he is, the god, the man, there is Ethan Hunter…

And what else is he?

It only takes one tick of a second…

That same adrenaline that I said will turn sour on me? Well, it has now turned into a fit of utter flaming rage as I watch the man that claims that he loves me standing next to another woman.

Now the question is… What do I do about it?

So I look at Anna next to me as she only drops her head, “Anna, what must I do? I feel like going over there and ripping is goddamn dick off and stick it where she probably had it a few hours ago.”

“Ana, I think that you are over reacting. Let us just go home.”

Well, that is not going to happen; I was merely asking for an opinion and not advice. So I move further into the crowd of Marines to make sure that I blend in.

Anna only but shakes her head as she heads off to get drinks. How I would love to toss that drink, in fact, I want to toss my fist in the tramp’s face, but I promised myself that I am not going to lose control

But it is with slow, agonizing steps that I watch Ethan lead the drunk bitch to the bar as he leaves Ray and Gibbs behind.

Fuck this!

As Anna comes towards me, she sees the determination in my eyes, and she knows, yet she tries, “Ana, don’t do it. You know this is only going to turn out bad.”

“Anna, the fucking asshole has his hands all over her.”

“Ana, please,” Anna pleads with me as she desperately tries to hold onto my hand. But I am far too quick and way too determined to set Ethan straight. So, I push past her.

And as I get past Williams, I see him give me one rather worried look. I watch as he briefly glances up to where Ethan is supposed to stand, but the moment he sees that he is not there, he stands firmly in front of me, “Ana, what is wrong?”

I only grunt at him as I hiss at the top of my pitch, “Get out of my way, Williams.”

“But…” he still tries to object as I push past him with so much force that he stumbles back and falls with one loud thud against a table.

My temper has hit a flare, and all I can see are stars flickering in my eyes. The world feels as if it has started to spin at an incredible speed. My body is trembling so goddamn bad that I can bare move my feet.

Chaos is about to erupt, and I am going to be the center of it.

And what else is center is Gibbs that sees me coming towards him, it only takes him but two seconds, and he is in front of me, “Ana, I did not know that you were coming.”

I ramble off at him, hardly able to form a proper single word. “The fucking bitch is going to pay.” And then I realize, but it is not just her, “That goddamn asshole.”

But Gibbs is not moving an inch, “What are you talking about?”

“Your dear Lieutenant that fucks everything that walks.” I pause for a brief moment trying to catch my breath, “It is not enough that he was screwing around with that bitch he killed.”

“Ana, come sit down.” He shows for me to take a seat next to him, and then he tries to be as polite as he posibily can, “You are wrong about Ethan. He is not cheating on you.”

Much to my relief, perhaps not, I hear the giggle of a woman come up from behind me. Ya, it is Ethan…

So…

“Ana?”

“Yes, Ethan. Bet you did not expect to see me here?”

And to make things worse, the blonde is now casually hanging all over my man. Well, fuck that!

Ethan watches in horror as I rise from my chair with a voice bouldering one curse word after the other while I make my way towards the blonde. It merely takes me one yank, and I have her by her fucking fake hair. She screeches like a mouse as I pull her away from Ethan that is only standing there with his jaw dropped to the floor. Then without having to think for another second, I retract my arm, and with a perfect bundle of knuckles, I crash my fist into her jaw.

But wait…

I pull back…

And…

WHAM

My fist connect with the bridge of her nose, I hear a slight crack as her head snaps back. Then as she raises her hand to cover her face, the blood starts trickling through her fingers.

“You fucking bitch,” she dares to turn to Ethan, “Are you not going to do anything?”

He lifts her ass that has now landed on the floor and pushes her towards Gibbs, who has finally decided it is a good time for him to come step in.

But I am not done…

“You! Me! Kitchen! Now!”

Ethan reluctantly follows…

Once we step inside of the kitchen, I turn to him.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

“Boo…”

I immediately raise my hand and smash the flat of my hand into his cheek; his head snaps to the right. Completely out of my sense of control, I flip my hand and smack him even harder than before on the other side.

“Do not fucking call me boo!”

“Boo…”

The minute those words come from his mouth, I grab hold of the whiskey bottle that is standing on the edge of the table and smash it against the far side wall, barely just missing his head.

“Ana, please calm down.”

“Do not tell me to fucking calm down, Ethan. I asked you a question. Answer me.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“That is such bullshit. What the fuck is going on here.”

“I don’t…”

“Please,” in a complete rampage, I clear every single content off the kitchen counter As it goes flying in every direction, there is a small glass that connects with the front of his head.”

“Ana, calm the fuck down!”

“Do not tell me to calm down when it is you that is whoring your ass around.”

“I am not!”

“I saw you with your hands all over her.” He looks at me surprised and tries to take my hand that is now bleeding from the broken whiskey glass.

“Ana, please.” I can see his eyes are pleading, yet there is something else…

Ethan is scared…

Is Ethan scared of me?

I don’t give a fuck.

“I don’t want to see you again, Ethan.”

“Ana, what is wrong with you? Calm the fuck down. I am not cheating on you.”

“Then please explain to me who that woman is?”

“It is Gibbs…”

And then I lose complete control of who I am, the demon that lies deep inside the darkness of me unleashes itself like a rapid ball of fire burning bright. My body is not mine anymore; it now belongs to the raging animal breaking loose with every inch of fiber in me. I can feel as the anger consumes me to such a level that my heart will stop from the adrenaline piercing through my veins.

In utmost slow motion, as if I am hovering over my body and watching myself, I pick up one of the kitchen chairs with the greatest of ease. It takes me only one fling of my arms, and I drive the chair through the window.

And with that, I spin around…

In only seconds I have Ethan rushing after me, “Ana, wait!”