Chapter 4 I'm Your Husband

Rachel glared at James. "This is serious James?. I can't pull off the ring? Someone sent me flowers and addressed me as his wife. What if this is a psycho." Rachel said pacing up and now.

"Relax Rachel, we'll figure this out." Sasha said. "Here have a candy and relax." Rachel took the candy. "I just don't get it. I go to a club one night, I'm waking in a penthouse,with an engagement ring on my finger, how does even happen?" she sighed. James chuckled lightly. They looked at him. "Sorry but it's kind of funny."

Rachel sighed

"I refuse to believe it,unless some guy approached me with a marriage contract with my signature I didn't get engaged or married to anyone." She states firmly. "I've always fantasized about how magical my wedding would be with someone Iove,not this."

Sasha nodded, "But the ring?"

"Its an accessory." Rachel said.

They all agreed

"Gosh I'm starving " she opened the lunch bag and unpacked the dishes.

"OMG!!!!!" They exclaimed. "Is this good or gold?" Sasha asked. "They're so beautiful and the smell.......". she breathed in.

"So this is what rich people eat,huh?" James said.

"Its edible we're eating it.i'll grab the spoons and some plates " Rachel said standing up, there earlier problem completely forgotten.

She returned with the plates and spoons. They settled down and began eating,They savoured the taste of it.

"Rachel maybe you should go to the club every night,and come home with these sort of food" James said..

"You're very annoying, anyone told you that? Rachel asked. James chuckled and shrugged;

"Its what I live for."

Rachel chuckled. "You're right though." she stood up. "I need to get ready,I have an afternoon class." she said leaving the two and heading to her room.

She pulled of the gown,she gotten from Cassie and changed into a crop top and high waisted jeans,she changed the sandals on her feet to sneakers. Tieing her hair in a loose bun and applying lipgloss,she grabbed a jacket and headed out.

She said goodbye to Sasha and James as she crossed them in the sitting room. She stepped into the afternoon sun,the heat warm on her face. She kept her mind forward trying to erase thoughts of what might have happened in to her last night,since she wasn't physically hurt,all was fine. She stepped into the sidewalk and headed for the train station but her part was blocked by the same driver who had dropped her off . she was surprised,she had no idea he was still here and why was he block

"Excuse me" she started. "You blocking my way"

"I've been instructed to take you wherever you need to go" He said simply. She looked at him like he was out of his mind. "I'm sorry what?" she asked again. He pointed towards the car.

"Please,I'll take you where you need to go" He said. She stared at him for a few minutes,then spoke again.

"I'm in a hurry,I don't have time for games"

He shook his head. "I'm only carrying out an order ma'am.Please I need you to co-operate."

"An order?By who?"

"Your husband " He said.

She was confused and stared at him. "My husband? I'm not married " she snapped. Who the heck was this guy,calling himself her husband. The driver didn't respond to that. He only pointed to the car. "Please ma'am."

Rachel sighed and got in. She needed to know who this motherfucker was.

The drive to her school was silent. He dropped her off in front of the gates. Then came around and opened her door. She wanted to speak but held back. She walked into the school, hoping this charade ended now and he won't be here after her classes but something told her, otherwise.

***********************Diego********************

Diego received a call from Jake,the driver he sent to Rachel. He had reported her activities. Diego nodded. He guessed she still hadn't remembered what happened last night

He smirked "In due time she will" He said to himself.A knock came on the door of his office, "Come in"

It was Luca. Diego looked at him

"Your brother is here, Boss"

Diego frowned. "Get him up here" He instructed. Luca nodded and left. Seconds later, Diego's younger brother Antonio stood in front of him.

"¿Qué te trae por aquí, Antonio? (what brings you here Antonio) Diego asked in Spanish.

"Good to see you too brother" He said and sat down. Diego glared at him. "That doesn't answer my question" He said to his brother in a cold voice. Antonio shivered a bit. His relationship with his brother wasn't tight,well it wasn't even like that of brothers. But Antonio tried to remain calm. "Tranquilo hermano, (Relax brother), Can't a man come to see his only brother"

Diego held his gaze,his piercing eyes looked like they were reading Antonio 's soul. Antonio shifted in his seat, looking uncomfortable. He took a deep breath. "I need your help"

Diego smirked knowingly. "Is that so? cuál es el problema ( What is the problem?)'

"I....I might have set...um Buretti's warehouse on fire"

"You did what?" Antonio swallowed, Diego's voice was calm,too calm.

"It was an accident, please brother. Help me"

Diego ran a hand through his hair. He knew Buretti,the bastard was a greedy son of a bitch.

"Luca" Diego called. Luca came in

"Get Buretti on the phone" He said,then turning to face Antonio,he gave him a hopeless look. He was always cleaning Antonio's mess.

"Lay low for now. And if you mess up again. I will feed you to my tigers."

Antonio knew.thus wasn't a threat now,it was a warning. He nodded. "Gracias brother". He paused before adding. "Can I get some money too". Diego sighed

"God knows why I haven't killed you yet. Meet Melanie".

Melanie was Diego's secretary. She handled his accounts and set up his schedules and everything involving his legal business and a few of his underground ones.

"Thank you" Antonio said with a smile and left.

After Diego spoke with Buretti and beat down a price for his warehouse. He got a call from Jake.

"She wants to meet you Sir"

Diego smirked, it was about time. He'd missed her. "Bring her to the penthouse." He hung up . Diego turned in his chair to face the window. Finally he was going to meet his wife,or rather she was going to meet him.

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Rachel had gone to work after her classes and the driver was the one who had driven her. A few of her regular customers had noticed the ring on her finger and was asking her about it,even her co-workers.She kept saying she wasn't married but the ring was saying otherwise. After her shift she had straight up told the driver she wanted to see, who the fuck was her husband. The driver,Jake had made a call and now he was driving her somewhere

As they entered the driveway of the penthouse,she. recognized it. Suddenly she was feeling nervous. She took out a lollipop from her bag and put it in her mouth, chewing on it. Jake packed the car in front of the penthouse. she got out before he could come and open the door. Cassie was waiting for her.

"Hey Cassie" Rachel greeted,her voice a bit shaky. Cassie smiled at her. "You're just i. time for dinner." She led her inside. Rachel noticed there were guards around,they were all wearing black suit. she wondered if they were also here in the morning. They looked scary and it also added to her anxiety. Cassie made her seat in the dinning room. Rachel couldn't believe this was an actual dinning room. it looked more like the conference room for the president. She got a better look of the house it was filled with the state of the arts exclusive items. Just then a handsome burly guy came into the room. He was wearing a black suit but Rachel could only stare at his handsome face. He completely gorgeous,if this was her husband she would say yes in a heartbeat. Rachel shook her head,what was she thinking. But the guy just stood at attention. A minute later,a much more handsome guy stepped in. He looked like one if the Greek gods. She couldn't take her off him. His body movements was confident. She could smell the aura that exuded his body,it was scary and the dominance held was obvious. Rachel shrinked in her seat. He smiled at her.

"Hello Rachel" His voice sounded gentle but it was commanding.

Rachel couldn't speak. "I heard you wanted to see me " he said. His gaze rakes over her appreciatively, taking in the crop top that exposed a bit of her cleavage and how the jeans hugged her curve tightly. There was a hint of possessiveness in his eyes as his met hers. Rachel finally found her voice, it was a bit shaky. "Wh... who are you?" She asked

He smirked.

"I'm your husband"