Married to the dangerous Don

As a feminist, marrying someone you were forced to or being in exchange for money or power was something I swore never to do.

I had set my standards to be one woman that men would crave but never get.

But today, I was going to break them all.

I was going to change everything I had ever built and suffered for years.

I took a deep breath in and released it as I stared at myself in the mirror.

I didn't have a choice.

I had to do this for my father.

My dad was into dirty businesses, and they started backfiring at him, and it's not only affecting him, but he says he feels like his enemies are going to come for me, too.

I tried to convince him that nothing would happen to me, that I'm a strong woman, and that I don't need protection, but he insisted.

A few weeks after my convocation from college, he called me to come home for an emergency, and he said that I must get married immediately.

I laughed and told him that it was not on my list of things to do presently to get married, and he pleaded with me; he told me his enemies were coming for me, and the only way to protect me was for them to get married.

Now things would have been better if he had asked me to find myself a husband, maybe I would have found some guys that used to hit on me back then in college and strike a deal to pretend to be my husband because I seriously do not understand how he thinks a man would save me from My enemies.

But then he dropped the bombshell.

He wants me to get married to one of his notorious gangster friends -Amber Matthew.

Amber Mattew was the most dangerous and feared gangster in the country and even on the continent. He's known as the "Don," and he's as brutal as hell, and everyone fears him.

I haven't actually seen him before, but the rumors have it that he could kill even without breathing and he controls even the government.

He was a rich bastard, and people feared him even more than the president.

And somehow, my father has been able to successfully make this man think of marrying me just so he could protect me from my enemies.

Now, that alone will make him feel like I'm dependent on him, and I don't like it because he'll make it look like I can't live without him.

Disgusting.

Every Gangster...every Don...every Mafian... they all disgust me.

Sometimes, I hate my father for getting involved in all this because this was the same way my mother died; she was poisoned by my father's enemies.

And he begged me to please accept to marry Amber because he doesn't want to lose me too.

And he said he wished he had chosen the right path...but now it's too late.

And that is how I found myself standing in front of this mirror in my wedding dress.

I never spoke to or met Amber even after accepting the proposal.

But my father assured me that he wasn't looking like a troll and he was 3 years older than me.

I felt reassuring hands on my shoulder.

"You look so beautiful" " my best friend Samantha said, standing beside me.

I forced a smile.

"Not actually how I expected my wedding day to be but yeah...I can manage", I said.

She chuckled.

"You should be happy; you're marrying the most influential man in the continent," she said.

I scrunched my face disgusted.

"And who told you I wanted to live by the honor of another man's name or achievements? "I said, not so excited.

She patted my shoulder.

"He's just a rich bastard,l okay? He's a feared and very dangerous man", She said giving me a sad smile.

"I'm not afraid of a mortal like me; he can't do anything to me, and if it gets too bad, I'll just leave and allow myself to get killed by my father's enemies rather than be that woman who died in her. "Husband's" house," I said, unafraid.

She chuckled.

"Okay, her Majesty, "she said, laughing as she finished up with my makeup.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

Seconds after, my father walked in.

I rolled my eyes at him.

He looked sad, really really sad.

"Sam, can I, uhh, have a moment with my daughter," he said nervously.

Sam looked at me and then at him and then patted my shoulder and left.

I still didn't turn to look at him, I continued with my makeup.

"I'm so sorry..... for bringing you into this -", he started.

"Sorry, changes nothing, actually", I said sternly.

"I know...but-"

"Please can you not make this thing any more difficult before I change my mind? my whole life, I've been trapped from one door to another, and just 4 years of being free, you decide to trap me into a marriage with someone I have never seen for the rest of my life, and you come here and tell me sorry!" I yelled.

He swallowed.

"I know... I'm a horrible father; I know I've made a lot of mistakes in the past, and now it's affecting you, but I would rather die than watch anyone kill you, and they know you're my weakness... they know very well that if they get to you, they'll get to me. And I don't want you dying because of my mistake; you're all I have, and I don't want to lose you too.

They fear Amber; the whole nation does, and when I explained things to him, he understood,, and he accepted.

Please, don't throw this away, he's the only one that can save you at the moment.... please just stay with him until at least my enemies are all dead... please ", he was crying now.

I should have been crying now too, but I was too strong for this.

I walked up to him slowly with a frown on my face and hugged him.

No matter what... he's my dad and he's doing all he can to protect me.

"I'm sorry, my angel, I'm really sorry; I'll make it up to you, I promise," He said.

I pulled away and cleaned his tears.

"It's okay, Father, clean your tears", I said.

"I'm so sorry", he said.

I nodded.

"Let's go", I said and he interlocked my fingers with mine.

We walked side by side till we reached the hall.

I looked around, there weren't many people there because apparently my "Fiance" said he didn't want too many people present.

Just a few friends from college and then a few of my Dad's friends.

I looked at the altar and I saw a man dressed In a black suit with deep brown hair and a pair of green eyes.

He looked handsome, to be honest, very cute.

Is this Amber?

He looks nothing like how people describe him.

I was expecting to see a demon that fell from the sky, but this looked like an angel.

Daddy walked me to the alter and handed me over to him.

He smiled at me, that's weird because rumors had it that he never smiled.

"Hi, I'm James; it's nice to meet you," he said.

ohhhh so this isn't Amber.

"Nice to meet you," I said, returning the smile.

"Sorry, Amber hasn't come yet; I'm his Best friend, he's probably stuck in traffic or something; let's just wait for a little while or something, "he said, and I nodded and stood at the podium and waited.

We waited...

And waited...

And waited...

Minutes rolled into hours and we all stayed in the hall waiting for this "Amber" guy for 4 solid hours.

I could tell even James was upset.

"What's keeping us till now?", Someone asked from the congregation.

"I'm sorry, he probably had an emergency to take care of; let me give him a call right away, "he said, bringing out his phone to call Amber.

Such a gentleman.

He had freckles on his face too, and it was cute.

After dialing Amber's line, he put it on speaker, and Amber picked up.

"James ", I heard a deep husky British access at the end of the line.

"Dude, where are you? We've been waiting for you for hours", James said slightly pissed.

"Waiting for me for what exactly? Today's my day off, we talked about this last week" " the British voice said.

"Obviously, it's your day off because today's your wedding day!" James said, visibly pissed.

"Oh really? Is that today? How come you didn't remind me?"

My heart sank into my chest.

You're supposed to be reminded about your wedding day?!!!

"Dude.... we'll talk about this later; just come over to the hotel; everyone is waiting for you", James said, rubbing his temples.

"Uhhh, I can't", he replied.

"What the -?" I started, but James beat me to it.

"What do you mean you can't, everyone has been waiting for you for hours now", James said.

"Well, I'm not in Italy at the moment, I took a trip to Miami, so.... yeah, pretty sad", but in all honesty, it didn't look like he sounded sad.

"Well, we'll still have to carry on with the wedding whether you're here or not; you'll exchange your vows through the phone, "James said.

The British voice groaned.

Like he had planned all this.. like he deliberately flew to Miami to avoid the wedding.

And fuck me for not thinking the same way he did and doing the same thing too.

"Fine .... let's get this over with. 10 minutes and we're done here ", he said and James sighed and rolled his eyes.

I swear that my legs feel numb all over.

The priest then started off with a short sermon on love and commitment and I zoned out.

How could I ever love someone like him?

Let's leave the rumors of how he's dangerous and brutal and heatless aside; a first impression would have been nice, but no, he chose not to come!

I feel like this is going to be the biggest mistake of my life, but I have to do this....at least for my father.

And if I can't cope with things like this, I'll just leave.

".... Take Mr Amber to be your lovely wedded husband whom you would cherish till death, do you apart?" the priest asked.

I almost scoffed, but I held myself from doing so.

Rest of my life?

I doubt we'll barely survive a day.

"Yes....I do", I said.

"And Mr Amber, do you...."

I spaced out again, thinking of what I had gotten myself into, I swore I'd never pledge my loyalty to someone I do not like, but this was worse; this was someone I had never even seen.

"....Wedded wife, whom you will cherish all the days of your life till death do you both apart?",

There was silence in the room as no word came from the other side of the call.

My heart started racing as thoughts of him rejecting me clouded my thoughts.

No one had ever rejected me before, I was too beautiful, hot, and attractive to be rejected, but then again, he had never seen me before.

But why bring me here just to humiliate me when you could have done that a long time ago?

"Yeah, sure, whatever, "he said and cut the call.

There was silence for almost a minute.

My jaw hung in shock.

He just cut the freaking call!!

"Uhhh...I hereby pronounce you husband and uh...wife" " the priest finished up nervously.

* * * * * *

Guess who slipped the ring into my finger in the end?

James!!!

James tried calling him back, but it went to voice mail, so we had to carry on with the ceremony without him.

We were at the reception, and I sat down there with a bottle of alcohol in my hands, lost in thoughts.

What have I gotten myself into??

A gangster?

A Mafian?

A Don?

Whatever he calls himself...I just married him!

This wasn't part of my plan; Marrying someone like my father so that my kids may live to enjoy a happy life, but now I just married Someone worse than my father.

Sam came to sit next to me.

"You're nervous," she asked.

I took a full sip of the bottle of wine in front of me,e forgetting my lady-like manners.

"I just made the biggest mistake in the Univers,e Sa; what the hell did I just do?!!, I said,d holding my head.

"Hey", calm down, pumpkin, you need to breathe; you're getting too hard on yourself; I believe everything will work out for you," she said,d and I sank into her shoulder.

I just want to live a normal life.

After about an hour of whining, James announced it was time for me to leave and that they'd packed my things in the car already.

"I'm gonna miss you", Sam said hugging me so tight.

"Me too", I replied.

"Make sure you text me every day and feed me on juicy stories, okay? And please reach out to me if things get tough; you know I love you", she said, and I nodded.

As soon as I broke out of the hug, my father was standing behind her with a sad face.

"I just don't know what to say other than sorry", he said.

I swallowed, not in the mood for anything to get me emotional.

"It's fine, Father", he said and pulled me into a hug.

"I'll miss you", he whispered.

"Me too", I replied.

We pulled away from each other and I got into the Limo with James.

I sighed and laid my head on the window.

My life is about to get ten times more complicated than it has been.

I can feel it.

James was on his phone, really engrossed in whatever it was he was doing.

"So...tell me about your friend... Amber", I said Trying to bring up a Convo.

He smiled.

"I really don't have anything to say at the moment; you'll just have to see for yourself," he said.

"Oh c'mon, don't I at least get a headstart on what I'm supposed to be expecting?", I asked.

He chuckled.

"Amber has fifty shades; it just depends on the one you're lucky to meet him in; that's the biggest hint I can say," he said, and I nodded and relaxed back on the window.

Now I'm going to be married to someone like Amber, someone heartless and cruel.

Honestly, I'm not even scared of him, I'm not even scared of what he may or may not do.... I'm just scared of how all this is going to end.

Once again...I hate my life.

I think I dozed off for a while...but then I jerked awake when we pulled up in front of this massive gate.

The gate slowly opened, and we rode into this huge, massive mini estate.

There were Four buildings in the place altogether, and each of them looked heavenly.

The place had flowers and gardens all around it, it looked too beautiful to be true.

Then we drove into one of the houses and alighted.

I stared at the house in shock.

The down part was completely glass... everything.

It was a duplex, and it looked extraordinary.

"Welcome home", James said, smiling, and he helped me with my dress as we walked into the building.

I walked inside and observed the place.

Everything was either white, grey, or gold.

He had a nice taste of fashion and the furniture and lighting looked bloody expensive.

I took my time to admire the beauty of this place...it was heavenly.

Are you sure a heatless Mafia boss lives here?

Then, a middle-aged woman appeared from one of the doors.

"Hello Mrs Williams, this is Amber's new wife", Martins said.

"Oh, hello, you're so beautiful, I'm Mrs. Williams, and I'm the housekeeper; I'm glad you're here, at least finally a female I could gossip with," she said, and I giggled a little.

I could imagine what she meant when my mother was alive, I was the only person she ever spoke to because all my father's friends were men and they didn't like bringing women along with them, making us feel like infidels and inferior to them, one of the reasons why I chose to be a feminist....look how good I've gotten with that.??

"Alright, I'll leave you two tonight. Do have fun, tho, please make her comfortable. I'm really tired; it was like I was the one getting married today", he said, walking out of the house.

"Now come on, dear, let me show you your room", she said, helping me with the wedding dress as we moved up the glass stairs.

Bloody rich billionaire!!

We then arrived and she led me into a room and switched the lights on.

.I admired the room.

It was just a normal room with white paint, a bed, a bathroom, and a closet.

"So I just prepared a bubble bath for you in the bathroom, enjoy yourself; when you're done, you can come back and have something to eat; please feel free; you're at home."

You're at home.

Those words floated in my head again.

So this is going to be my new home?

I was seriously going to spend the rest of my life here?

I sighed.... never!

Then she left.

I took off my wedding dress and tossed it in the bin.

I remember one of my friends telling me about how fun her wedding day was and how glorious her wedding night was and everything.

And then this was me... alone...

All by myself on my wedding night.

What exactly was I thinking?

Just because of protection, I'll sell myself to a man that gives little or no fuck about me.

I'd rather die, honestly.... right now, I'm just tired.

I don't want to be this person, honestly.... this is not me...if he wants to treat me like trash, then I'll return the energy.

I don't care who exactly he is... I'm going to treat him like every other man in the world.

I'm not afraid of him.

* * * * * *

I can't even remember when I fell asleep, but I remember taking a long bath before wearing a robe and then climbing onto my bed.

But by the time I woke up the next morning, I had received 30 missed calls from Samantha.

I laughed and decided to videocall her as I walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

She picked up the call.

"Hey, Sam," I said,, grabbing an electric toothbrush.

"Baby girl, how's your stay there? Oh my god, babe, you're glowing. Just one night and you're already looking like a princess", she shrieked.

I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up Sam, geez...I just took a bath. Right now, I look like something that was crushed in the dream", I mumbled, cleaning my mouth.

"Oh my god, oh c'mon, show me around the house or something; I wanna see the full view," she said excitedly.

I rolled my eyes and walked out of the bathroom into my room.

"This is my room", I said showing her the place.

"Looks so plain", she said.

"I know, don't worry, give me a week, and I'll turn this place into an art studio," I said smiling.

Then I opened the door and the smell of pancakes hit my nose.

Remind me to go find the kitchen after showing Sam around.

All through the tour, Sam kept squealing and shouting and saying I was so lucky, but I wasn't impressed one bit.

Then I found a small fountain right behind the house; it was covered with twigs and roots; I decided to sit down there.

"So when do you think he's coming back? ", she asked.

"I doubt he'll come back; he'll just fake more excuses to be anywhere far from me; I'll do the same, too, if I were smarter earlier," I said.

"So do you think he's as evil as everyone is talking about?", she asked.

I scoffed.

"I don't care what people say about him. honestly, what is he going to do to me that I haven't gone through, actually.." I said.

"And he forgot your wedding and cut the call on you; that is so rude," she said.

"He's obviously a proud, arrogant bastard... what else would be that definition? God, I just hate men in general!" I said, pissed.

"That's a mean way to describe someone you'll be spending the rest of your life with," a deep, cocky British accent said behind me.

I jumped and looked behind me.

There was a man who was way taller than I was; he wore a navy blue button-up shirt and rolled up the sleeves, revealing his muscular tattooed arms.

The shirt wasn't buttoned up to the top so it revealed a good part of his chest that was also tattooed.

He had long, brown,, straight hair that hung generously on his shoulder,s, and he had his left ear pierced.

His eyes were blue...so blue...too blue that they looked White and his lashes were long.

He had full pink lips with a masculine jaw.

He had a small smirk on his face when he realized I was checking him out.

I snapped out of it.

"Babe? ...are you still there? ...girl?", Sam called on the phone.

"I'll....talk to you later Sam", I managed to say and ended the call.

"I....uhhh...uhm", I was stuttering.... since when did I stutter.

He stretched out his hand.

"Amber Mattew, nice to meet you too Lexy", he said.

I froze...

Shit, shit, shit.

I said all those things, and he heard them, I mean, not like he wasn't what I described, but he's not supposed to hear that now!

"Uhh...you know my name.... and what I look like", I said nervously shaking his hands slowly.

He shrugged.

"That's new, I don't usually remember names...or anything less impact", he said.

I immediately snapped back to reality.

"Like our wedding?", I immediately snapped.

But he didn't look guilty at all.

"Was busy...I don't usually get days off so often", he said.

"Oh, and you're back today, huh?" I sneered at him.

"Yeah...I took a plane here this morning ".

I didn't ask you what you used to come back, you this arrogant bastard.

"So you're justifying what you did?", I asked.

"You expect an apology? In your dreams ", he said putting his hands into his pockets.

Oh, he did not just say that!

"So you think it's fine that you get to not show up on our wedding day, and I'll be alright with it? "I asked.

He chuckled.

"I didn't say I care what you thought about it ", he said.

I immediately frowned.

"So why did you agree to marry me? Why did you agree if you knew you weren't going to be there in person?", I asked.

He walked closer to me, filling in the space between us.

.He looked down at me.

"Why did you agree too?", he whispered.

I frowned.

He smirked.

"You see, we're both speechless ", he said.

"And don't you think this is a rather.... primitive outfit to wear on a Tuesday afternoon?" he asked, and then it occurred to me that I was still in my robe... and it barely even covered my ass.

I turned pink.

"Don't walk around with that again; you might be calling for something you won't be able to handle, "he added in a dangerous whisper.

"See you around, Lexy, "he added and walked, leaving me completely speechless.

He was handsome.... extremely handsome.

He had this hot boy aura whenever he walked and he carried himself like what he was -a freaking king.

But regardless of his amazing physical appearance, he had a very bad character, and his name is well-spoken.

In all honesty, I was expecting to meet him all pissed up with an angry look on his face and yell out me and probably punish me for shouting at him or something.

But no.. he seemed calm and the total opposite of how I imagined him to be... maybe I caught him in a good mood.

James did say he had fifty shades of his personality.

I went back to my room and told Sam about it, and man, did she scream.

She asked me if he was ugly and I couldn't lie... he was too hot to even lie about.

But then I told her not to freak about it too much that he was a criminal, a gangster, and a Mafian, all in one.

I took a shower and found some comfortable clothes to wear and found Mrs Williams and asked her if she could get me some paint.. like a lot of colors.

She didn't question; about an hour later, there were four mini paint buckets in front of my time waiting for me.

I decided to spend the day decorating my room and giving it a bit of color.

In the end, I decided to paint the room with every single Colo, giving it a lovely pattern and nice design, and before I knew it, it was already dark.

Mrs Williams came over to my room and knocked and told me that dinner was ready.

I thought about changing out of my clothes, but then I shrugged and went downstairs anyway.

As I approached the stairs, I heard people chattering...more like grown, mature men with the mixture of James and Amber's voices.

Probably having a meeting to discuss "business," My father used to have one almost every day, and it sickens me to think that I would have to experience this for a very long time too...not till eternity, of course because I'm definitely not gonna live here for long.

I reached the base of the stairs anyway and headed towards the dining table and met four guys sitting there talking and laughing; they all paused when they saw me.

Of course, I am worth pausing for... I'm a goddess.

"Uhh.. bro, is that your wife?" I heard one of them ask.

Amber looked up and met my eyes, and then he looked back down at his food, uninterested.

"Apparently", he replied.

They just kept looking at me over and over again like I was some monument.

I rolled my eyes and took a seat beside James, he's clearly the only person that Acts sane.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you to the boys, Lexy," Mrs. Williams said, smiling.

"This is Aaron; he's Amber's immediate younger brother," she said, pointing at this guy with brown hair just like that of Amber, but he wasn't long like Amber's; it was short and neat.

He had a pair of nice black eyes, and he, too, was equally good-looking, but not like Amber.

"And this is Asher; he's Amber's junior brother; he's the youngest of the pair," she said, pointing to this guy with brown wavy curly hair; he had glasses on, and he looked like a nerd.

His eyes were Raven in color, and I'm guessing it's only Amber with light blue eyes.

"And that's Amber and James his Best friend you've already met them I presume, boys this is Amber's new wife, please treat her nicely, she's a lovely personality, the boys usually have breakfast and dinner here, it's been like a culture since they were kids to eat together, don't worry they're nice little animals", she said and headed back to the kitchen.

I started at my food and cursed inwardly...I can't eat this I'm on a diet.

"Why are you covered in paint?", James asked.

"Oh, I was painting my room", I said, casually picking up a fork.

"What?", Aaron asked.

"Well, the place looked a bit too boring and plain, so I decided to spice it up a bit", I said, like trying hard to act normal... apparently... they're my in-laws.

*Gags inwardly*

I continued staring down at my food, contemplating whether I should just skip one day on my vegan calendar and break my 456-day challenge for tonight or just go to bed hungry as usual and wake up at night to search for fruits and berries.

"You don't seem to be enjoying your food, what's wrong?" God, I love this James guy...of all people, you decided to give me, why didn't you give me James?!!

He's so caring and he pays attention to details.

I dropped the fork.

"Vegan... I'm a vegan...I can't eat this it'll ruin all my hard work ", I said.

Amber scoffed and then chuckled.

I don't get what's funny? I didn't laugh at you when you didn't show up on our wedding day? So why throw unnecessary tantrums?!!!

"It isn't worth it," He said, his deep British accent leaving so easily from those devil-created lips.......... that he has probably used to kill people!!! So snap out of it Lexy.

I gave him a look.

"And why would you say so? You don't seem to see the advantage so keep the opinion to yourself", I said.

He dropped his fork.

"Quick assessment, what have you actually gained from being a vegan?", he asked.

"Well, I've been a lot healthier than usual. My skin glows and I don't need any artificials to make myself any better, I barely even apply lotion and I'm still good to go" When I got to college, I was so obsessed with my body that I did everything I could to keep up the glow

Now I'm obsessed with trying to get out of this house and staying alive.

"Do you still fall sick?", he asked.

"Yes but -"

"Do you still go to the gym?"

"I do, but-"

"And the money you spend on vegetables, can't it actually buy your skin lotions?" he asked.

"It can. But that's like -"

"Exactly, a complete waste of time; as far as you get to do the same thing every non-vegan does, you're clearly wasting your time, "he said at an end-of-discussion tone and got up.

Then he turned to his brothers, " She's off limits, do anything stupid, and I'll hang you on your balls on a tree," he said and walked out.

Okay, what the fuck just happened?!!

First of all, no one has ever won an argument with me... it's either I win, or you get tired and leave things, but he just shut me up and won an argument over me!!

And second of all... the fuck does he mean off limits? Like who does he think he is to control my life...huh? Just because he feels like we're married doesn't give him permission to control me..in fact, we aren't even married....it was just a joining... that can never be called a wedding.

I rolled my eyes and stood up heading for my room.

"Where are you going?", I heard a familiar British voice beside me.

I turned around.

"To bed, obviously," I said.

"On an empty-?"

"I'm not hungry; I had a heavy lunch, "I said, got in, and banged the door.

It was a lie..I only ate some fruits this afternoon, and honestly, I was hungry as hell.

But right now I don't want to be anywhere near him or his criminal brothers, I just wanna be alone and fall asleep and wake up the next day to find myself in my room back there in College.

I sighed...