Married To The Drug Lord

We have been in this room for almost half an hour now trying to get a better solution for our current problem but there seems to be none. Jax and Hunter are highly against me marrying Vladim because they better than me know who Vladim is. Throughout this 30 minutes they're talking about me like I'm not here, deciding my fate for me. I wasn't exactly looking forward to getting married so early in my life, I just got out of university and I had bigger plans for my future."You don't understand, there is nothing I can do about this. I'm a man of my word and I have to give it to him or else he will take it himself. I want this to be as peaceful as possible, I don't want her to get hurt" Dad said."Why did you gamble her life into this business in the first place?" Hunter snapped."Gamble her life? No one in here loves her more than I do and I didn't know that by my most prized possession he meant her" Dad calmly responded.He was never the type to let his anger control him, he always tri

I knew I was probably in trouble with him as he was gripping my hand pretty hard. I watched as we went up a black marble stair with gold railing, then at the end of the stairs we appeared in a black and white hallway kissed with a tint of gold and white furniture. The place was so elegant I could look at it all day, maybe I will come here and take some photos. The hallway had two sides, and he took the left end. We walked all the way to the end, reaching a black door. He twisted the golden knob of the door and pushed it open, revealing a dark bedroom. I couldn’t see a thing in the room until he flipped the light switch on, revealing a beautiful gray room. Only after he took a remote from the wall and opened the curtains, which sprayed sunset into the room, was I able to see the brown and gold touches. The bed frame was pushed to a gray stoned wall with lights pouring from the edges of the wall, lighting up the bed. The two side tables are the same stone as the wall with a golden and

I had to go through a whole argument with Vladim before we finally left to go home. According to him, if I wanted to sleep so bad I might as well have slept there. It doesn't make any difference.I didn't want to sleep in that house because, it feels so weird, it gives me the uneasy feeling I get when I sleep at home after a party.And because I had to explain all that to him it made me so mad I started snapping at him. He never really snapped back, he just looked at me and make me feel stupid.We are currently in the car, the only sound coming from the car engine zooming. Everyone was clearly exhausted from the party. I was trying so hard not to fall asleep but every once in a while I shot my eyes for a while to rest them.The ride wasn't long but it also wasn't easy. I stole a few glances at Vladim, who's rubbing his forehead with his index and thumb. He probably felt me staring and looked right at me.I turned away really fast, thankful for being dark skinned because it stops the s

So Vladim left. After throwing shitty words at me he said he would send Ilya with my cream for me. He couldn't even nicely give me his number, instead he pulled out a business card and dropped it on my hand, then left claiming that he will shower over there, he doesn’t have time to be here. He's lucky I wasn't going to argue with him, looking the way I do, that's more embarrassing than actually letting him walk all over me. I sent the name and image to the number, I'm currently just waiting for Ilya. I took a warm shower because it could make the symptoms a bit better but my face was sour so I could only steam it. After having waited over 30 minutes, I finally heard the soft knock on the door. I called out for whoever it was to come in. The door slowly pushed open and Ilya walked in. I had wrapped a scarf around my face to make it look less ugly, leaving only my eyes visible. The place wasn’t bright but I could see his muscular figure through his tight shirt. His hair is set loos

I winced in pain, resisting the urge to press the deep cut on my elbow caused by the broken glass. “Shit” I groaned, getting up. I got on my feet and spun around in pain, only to find a huge figure in front of me. My heart almost jumped out of my body. I stumbled back and hit a table, suddenly wanting to crawl into a hole. I was unable to focus due to the blood coming out of the cut on my arm. At the same time, the man is staring at me like he’s about to kill me. I looked behind him, and found the door shut. I suddenly felt a rush of fear overwhelm my body. All of a sudden I find myself back in the dark room, a place that I never thought I would be again. But this time I am not only screaming from physical pain, but from another source of pain. I suddenly felt in pain, an emotional pain. My heart was beating faster than it was meant to, I could feel my rib cages. The man in front of me suddenly got blurry and before I knew it, my feets lost all power and I was crashing down. "No,