Chapter 3 - Kiss

All that is happening right now is like Hunter's biggest nightmare, to see me go. Not to university or to another country but to a gang leader's house, to live as his wife.

I am not too worried about all this as this is not my first time dealing with a hard headed man like Vladim and especially because this is only going to happen for 6 months, I hope.

Everything happened so fast, in about 3 days we went to court and got married and I'm now about to leave my home with my luggage.

"Take care of yourself, we will come visit you" Dad says, placing a kiss on my head.

"If he hurts you, call me" Hunter added.

"Don't show him too much, he doesn't need to know everything about you" Jax warned.

I laughed, then gave them all one last hug, before getting into his car. I sat in the back seat with him beside me, then the driver finally drove away.

"I have a party that you are going to attend with me. We are going shopping" He ordered.

"I have enough clothes," I responded.

"I wasn't asking" 

I rolled my eyes and looked out the window, trying my best to ignore his terrible presence but the ride to wherever he wanted us to go was longer than I thought. I haven’t been to this city in so long so wherever we go is so fascinating for me as It’s changed so much.

We finally arrived and the driver got out and opened the door for me. I got out of the car, waiting for Vladim to come out but he stayed seated. I lowered my face and looked into the car only to find him pulling out his computer.

“Aren’t you coming?” I asked.

“I have better things to do than to go clothes shopping with you” He says, not even bothering to look up. I slammed the door shut and headed into the shop. A woman came forward and greeted me, which I responded to, then headed straight in.

There is nothing I hate more than someone following behind me while I’m shopping for clothes. If I need assistance I will ask, I don’t need a damn tail. I searched the store and took out some dresses to try on. After seeing how well the clothes looked on me and complimented my body, I picked out 3 different dresses, and let the driver do the paying. I got into the car, leaving him in the store and silently sat down, pulling my phone out.

“I hope you got something worth standing beside you” He commented. I closed my eyes and breathed, trying not to snap at him.

“I don’t think what I wear is any of your business” I responded. I thought that was going to be the end of the conversation until I felt him turn to face me.

“MY wife… Is MY business” He says, emphasizing on the ‘My’ “What YOU do affects MY business” He added.

“You don’t own me” I bluntly said.

“I own you, I-” He was interrupted by the driver, who opens the door and got it, placing my dresses on the passenger seat “I really wanted to come and help you pick but I have so much work to do, Love” He says, his accent coming out strong when he says the word ‘Love’.

If not for how possessive he is, I could easily fall in love with this man. He looks deep into my eyes and grabs my chin with his thumb and index finger, then slightly turns my face sideways, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. I turned my face back and looked back into his eyes. For a second there I thought he meant that kiss, but as I watched his eyes darken, all I could see was pure hatred. It looked like he wanted to put a bullet through my brains.  

He released my face, turning back to his computer while I stayed frozen, staring at him. I only regained my focus when the driver started the car. We quietly drove to his house, which I’ve never seen before but I hope it’s good enough.

I couldn’t really find anything on my phone worth occupying myself with so I just watch the road our entire way there. I didn’t take my eyes of the road and ended up discovering a new mall. I’ll try to come and check it out sometime.

The car slowed down as we pulled into the gate of a luxury villa. Not too big, not too small, just beautiful. There were guards flooding the place, which in my opinion only freaked me out. Am I going to live with these many men in the place? If we live with this many men then I would have to spend my time in my room because I can’t spend all day playing husband and wife with Vladim, that’s physically and mentally exhausting.

I silently watch as the driver stops the car in front of the main entry. A buffed man in black runs and opens the door for me, extending a hand for support. I took his hand and stepped out, squeaking out a thanks to him, then looked over the car and watched as Vladim came and stood beside me.  

I smiled and put my arms around his arm, then looked up at him. He turned to his guard and said “Is the room ready?”

“Yes sir” The man responded, in a very firm and strong tone.

“Shall we go in?” He smiled down at me. I was shocked to see a smile on his face as most of the time he keeps a poker face on.

I nodded, then another guard opened the door for us. I smiled at him, which made him smile back. I suddenly felt a bit more relaxed as we walked in. The furniture is a mix of black and white, the curtains and carpets are all in red and the lights and linings are covered in gold. The walls are a very dark gray, almost the same color as the furniture. You could tell that this is a luxurious interior of a rich man.

“I thought you probably live in a mansion but this works too” I commented as we walked in.

“What would I do in a mansion?” He asks.

“Isn’t that what every rich man lives in?” I asked, looking up at him.

He looked down and met eyes with me, completely ignoring my comment and says ”Welcome to your new home” He says.

“Are we going to be living with all those men here?” I asked.

“Yes, I want you to be as safe as possible” He responded, facing me, and taking my hands in his.

“Well can’t we reduce them? No one is after me and there is practically no privacy for me at all in here” I pouted.

“No, we won't” He says, through gritted teeths, I could see the anger rising in his eyes “I don’t think that is a good idea”

“I don’t wanna live with so many men” I pushed. 

He suddenly let out a laugh, throwing his head back, then held my neck and used his thumb to stroke my cheek, lovingly “Let’s go, I’ll show you your room, there is plenty time for this conversation” He says, then took my hand and linked it with his, I culd feel the anger in his grip as he pulled me with him to the bedroom, leaving all the guards downstairs.