Married again

Mia picked out the perfect outfits for me, when I took a look at myself in the mirror I wondered if this was really the girl that I knew.

Right now I was dressed in a skimpy gown that pushed my boobs and even my ass-checks were out.

My hair was packed in a sweet but messy bum and I wore a bold lipstick alongside the slutty heels I wore.

When I turned around Mia looked really pleased by what she had done.

“Diasy, you look so good” she said out loud as she ran to hug me in excitement

I smiled even though I wasn’t comfortable in the outfit I had worn but I knew that she wasn’t going to let me change it .

In the next one hour we were standing right in front of the biggest club to ever exist.

The loud music blaring from the inside made me realize that we were here.

“Tonight, let go of everything and be happy for once in your life.

I nodded to Mia as I put the mask on my face and for the first time in five years I walked into a club.

******

Mia danced far into the crowd again leaving me behind.

I glumped down the fifth glass of vodka and right at that moment ,I felt free,I was happy.

I took the glass as I began to slowly move my body to the hungry eyes of the men who had been wanting to talk with me or even still touch me .

They didn’t know who I was, they didn’t know that I was Callum ex. If they knew , they wouldn’t be staring lustfully at my body.

I loved their gaze on me, as the drinks hit more.

With each glass I feel myself slipping away into the music and when “KISS IT BETTER” by Rihanna started playing, I lost it.

The girl that I had been hiding in me all this while,I let it all loose.

I walked courageously to the center of the club and climbed on the table and somehow everyone's attention turned to me.

I danced without a care in the world releasing my soul to the music.

The men at the club were now surrounding the table, most of them dropping dollar bills on the table.

I could feel all their hot gazes, their lustful stare, and their want for my body and for the first time I was in charge.

But even in the midst of all their hot stares I felt his.

I got the same feeling I got that night when I was drinking alone at that wedding party.

I knew he was here,it was just one man who could have that much effect on me , not even my ex husband.

When I raised my head to the direction of the stare, I was right,there he was.

Christian stood at the far end of the club, he wasn’t dressed in his motorcycle club wear but I could see the helmet right beside him.

When our eyes met, that fear and excitement that I had never felt before ran into me.

Christian never broke his eyes from me, from where he stood,I could tell that his heart was racing and from the looks on his face, I knew that he wasn’t pleased , he looked mad.

Somehow finding out that my husband’s enemy was staring at me lustfully was exciting . It wasn’t as bad I thought but would be,but it felt good.

Watching his hot face on me , the anger and lust in his eyes.

Ignoring his looks I turned again back to the men who were now stretching their hands to touch me.

Most of them, I felt their hands on my breast and my ass but the next instant, the music in the club suddenly went down and the man who had just touched me was groaning from a bursted lip and when I turned, Christian was standing right in front of me.

The anger I had never seen in the eyes of any man towards me was on him. He was angry.

Christian walked closer to me at the table and leaned forward to my ears.

You love the touch of these men on your skin huh, their dirty sluty faces feasting on you wanting to tear off every piece of linen on you.

No man deserves to look at you in that way,you have been a bad girl and daddy is going to punish you accordingly but for now you coming with me

Christian grabs me and then carries me away from the table in the watching gaze of everyone.

At that moment all that I could feel was excitement and the fear eating me up

What did he mean by that?

By the time the breeze hit my skin again, I slept off.

*********

When I opened my eyes again I wasn’t in Mia’s house or the room we both shared in her apartment.

I was in a different place entirely and the huge bed I slept on was different from any other. The bed smelled of luxury.

The hard bang on my head reminded me of the wild night I had at the club yesterday and now I was having a huge hangover.

My eyes went to the figure who sat on the chair in front of his computer.

His broad back and his inked body was what gave me away and it was at that moment I began to think.

Christian was there last night.

He took me off the table and claimed me as his property in front of everyone.

I grabbed the duvet as I looked but seeing myself in just a pant and bra my heart stopped at that instant as the fear of what I had done creeped up inside of me.

What have you done ? I yelled out the sudden tears surging to my eyes as I grabbed the duvet to cover my naked body.

Christian turns to face me , the satisfied smile sitting at the corner of his lips seeing my reaction.

“Relax wifey , you had a bad night” he said as he grabbed the piece of paper.

Wifey?

The words rang in my head , what did he mean by that.

As he moved closer , I moved away to the far edge of the bed. I was scared of him and even in daylight his face still held that much darkness.

Christian dropped the paper on the bed.

We got married last night, don't you remember ?

Married ? I was shocked and horrified at his revelations as I quickly rushed to grab the papers.

And just as he had said, my signature was boldly imprinted on it, I had signed a marriage agreement with him in my drunken state.

When I raised my head up to him,Christian had a smile that sent chills down my spine, it wasn’t that smile that meant I would love you forever it was the smile that meant I would ruin you.

You are my wife now , I own you.