I felt no pain when they lowered the body of my dead ex husband to the ground.

All I felt in me was rage and hurt from the things he had done to me.

The moment the ceremony was over I was back to the  house we both shared and right now his lawyer was set to read his will.

Madam,he said you didn't need to be here for the hearing.

My heart raced listening to what he had just said,why would he say  that? 

The door to the mansion opened but without looking in that direction I knew it was her.

That was sound of the heels that had terrified me in my five years of marriage.

Layla 

What was she doing here?

Layla wore a bold red lipstick and her hair  packed in a bum, she didn't look a mess for  someone who had just lost her lover but instead was more beautiful than ever.

My heart  tightened against my chest when I saw that she wasn't alone but beside her was a young boy.

From the way he looked, I could tell he was his son, he looked just like him.

My husband had a son with his mistress.

Layla went to sit on the couch  pulling the boy with her while staring at me.

"Layla,I called" unable  to hold the pain I was feeling at that moment.

"He wanted her to be here" his  lawyer cut me off before I could even say anything.

"That is his mistress,I'm his wife" I  screamed unable to take the torture anymore.

The lawyer only looked at me  like I had gone nuts before settling down to the will in front of  him ignoring my outburst.

My four mansions,I leave to  the love  of my  life Layla and my son Miguel.

As for the rest of the business including the club, Layla would also  be in charge of that.

As for my wife Daisy,all I  give her is my love.

Darling, I know you love  me and that is why I have decided to leave you  with 100,000 dollars in my trust fund.

100k usd.  

That was the only thing he  gave  me, the woman who has  been with him through thick  and thin 

By the time   the lawyer spoke the last words, I was breaking out beads of sweat all over my forehead.

The bastard, he left me with nothing,absolutely nothing.

This is what I get for being the sweet loving and caring  wife.

"I told  you Daisy,"Laura taunted , holding the boy and standing up with a satisfied smile  on her  face.

He never loved you , he loved me and had  a family with me and as for you,he only wanted you to carry the name

 "His  wife".

Her words struck my heart and watching her hold  the boy all I could feel was bitterness.

I had been deceived, used,and lied to, this was the same man that  I rejected my family for.

I met callum when I turned 18, I was a freshman in college and had an accident and someone saved me.

I fell for him, for Callum, he was about two years older than me and I thought he was  the one.

Somehow when  he told me he loved me I fell for  it 

 My  parents were against the marriage but clouded with my love for him I quickly turned my back on them and got married to him.

Marriage to him wasn't as rosy as I thought. It didn't take a month after our marriage that I noticed his affairs with other  women.

All the women he had an affair with  I knew,but Layla she was constant. She's the daughter of an ex member of this club and had lost her father at a tender age  and had literally grown up with him .

He loved her,not  me.

He had a family with her but made me abort the two pregnancies I had for him.

In my five years of being married to him,all I had gone through was the worst abuse emotionally,verbally and physically.

 I couldn't even remember the last time he touched  me. That  would be  in  five years.

When he died I  was  hurt, he was the man I loved regardless of how he treated me but even in death Callum had decided to show me how much he loved the other woman over me.

"Madam, but he said you can keep this house as he knows your parents aren't going to take you back" The  lawyer's voice broke me out of my thoughts.

I swallowed the lump forming  on my throat as I looked at the lawyer who was also a member of his motorcycle club.

Is that all? I asked, trying so hard to  not break  down at that  moment.

He said the club members  would  always protect you.

 "I  think that's what suits you Daisy, I got everything after all" Layla taunted  again  as she stood up.

Watching the woman  who  has  ruined  my marriage have so much leverage above me made my heart boil.

I was a fool,I should have left when I still had the opportunity but yet I stayed to face this humiliation even after his death.

"You can keep the house Layla" I say, making her halth.

Layla smiled as if she had just  won a lottery.

Obviously he loved you enough to have a son with you and not me, you deserved  everything, I would take my things and leave.

"Daisy , you really don't want to do that" His lawyer warned me.

Where do I sign  everything over ? I asked ignoring his words 

I wasn't taking a thing from that bastard, I was done with him  and everything that has to do with him.

Ignoring his stare I sighed everything over.

I wasn't his wife anymore , I didn't want him , I didn't want his world , I wanted to be out of it already.

I was done. Since  he could give out everything to his bitch then she could have it all.

He was dead and I could have my life back.

This is a new beginning for me.A  new beginning from the man who had ruined my life.

"Hot spicy romance never ends well daisy, I told you he was no good" Mia said  as she walked into the sitting room and handed me a  cup of water.

I dragged the napkin beside me and blew my nose in it before turning to face  her.

Mia didn't say a word, instead she just sat on the couch  opposite me watching me drown in  my  sorrows.

It's been two days since I turned down Callum's offer to me and handed it to his mistress.

Daisy, I know it hurts but you can't keep crying over  a man who wouldn't even look at you.

I cleaned the tears in my eyes as I looked at her"It's not that, I loved  him regardless of how he treated me but the fact that he left me with nothing in his will knowing that I have  nothing to run back to".

Mia looked at me  curiously,did  they tell you what happened or do you think he is the one that did it? 

The tears instantly dried from my eyes as I thought about what she had just  said.

There was no way in hell that he had a hand in it, Christian  might be ruthless and most importantly hated  my husband but I don't think that he would kill him.

You talk as if you know the man, you know people say that he can't keep a woman and his family had carried on the legacy of his club and you know he had a huge history with Callum.

"Well, if he did, I would  say  Callum got what he deserved, he had it coming"

MIA signed and smiled as she took  the cup of  water from my hands.

Well ,I know you wouldn't want to do this , but a friend of mine is having a wedding and he had asked me to come with a friend and since you are here, I think it's best that you come with me.

You told  me  you wanted to be  away from anything that reminded you of him, well take this as a way of getting away from Callum, his club and his men.

Do you think he still has his men watching me? 

Mia sighed, giving me a reassuring look. "I'm  sure they would just want to look after you nothing else, well they must know that you  have  moved on" 

I nodded satisfied with her reply, as Mia  walked away , I could only imagine what would have happened if I didn't have her.

Mia  is my best and the only girl  friend I didn't cut off  after my marriage.

As for my parents I know they must have heard of his death considering that he had so  much leverage on the town.

My dad wouldn't take me back , he hated me for what I did , he was the town sheriff and all my life he had trained me  to stay away from them ,to him they were barbarians  he hated them but  his precious daughter married one.

The money I had with me was the 5 million I had saved up in my account over the course of our marriage and now I just needed to start afresh with it.

**************

Over the weekend just as Mia had promised,  she flew  us over to the wedding .

We had just arrived at the biggest resort  where the  wedding was going to be held and right now we were walking towards  the bar to have a drink when someone stopped her.

"Mia,and who is this princess you brought?" The guy who had stopped us asked.

When I looked at him , he was big like my ex husband, blonde hair that was styled down.

My best friend  Daisy  and Daisy  meet Humphrey, the bride's brother. 

"Nice to meet you pretty"the  boy  whispered  as he slowly took my hands and kissed my palm.

When he bent closer to kiss it , I noticed it , the mark on his neck , that sign. I knew that sign, it  was the crest of the hell-hounds motorcycle club my ex  husband rivalry club.

I swallowed as I turned to face Mia, giving her the faintest smile as we walked  away.

You didn't see that, did you ? 

See what ? She asked me

The crest on his neck , the mark? 

Oh darling Mia said looking at me like I had gone nuts.

I don't think he  belongs to any motorcycle club and even if he did, it  wouldn't be the rivalry club of your ex husband so relax. We are out of town  and Callum is dead , you said you wanted a  life  away from that you have to move on.

I swallowed, speechless , but I knew  she was right. I was just seeing things, but the last thing I wanted to do was to be seen in the midst of my husband's rivalry club just a week after his death, that would cause so much trouble and I didn't  want that.

Instead of the bridal shower the bride  wanted a party and right now I was at the biggest pre wedding party ever.

Mia  had mixed  up with the crowd , dancing away her sorrows while I sat  enjoying the drinks  but something about what I had seen made me nervous, more nervous than I imagined.

From the loud music blasting over the speakers,I could hardly concentrate , the bride and  the  groom were dancing and rocking so hard they seemed to be so much in love with each other.

But as I sat there sipping my drinks, all I could feel was the eyes on me , it felt like someone was watching me, my every  move.

I  looked back but all I saw was nothing, just the men beside me.

Mia,I called out to her hoping that she would listen to me and  get me the hell  out of here but when  I turned and again my eyes met his hot gaze.

Just  like I had predicted, I was being watched, but no I wasn't being watched by what I thought but him.

The man I was warned to stay away from, The one I had suspicions about, my husband's enemy.

Christian Blackwood.

Beside him was a helmet he had placed on the shelf and on his  right hand  was his drink.

As I looked at him, my hands began to sweat, the fear gripping me so hard but I couldn't look away.

I had never seen the man before, I only heard things about him but I have  seen his photos but this time it wasn't a photo he was here.

He pulled his eyes away from me and then his eyes went around the area as if he was watching for some kind  of threat.

I pulled my eyes away grabbing the drink on the table as I glumped it down as my eyes rolled back to the man watching me.

Unlike what I have  heard of him , he was  tall, maybe a six foot-four or a six foot-five  and somehow when he looked at me I melted. He was hot like a real Ian  somerholder____Damon  Salvatore.

I couldn't help but notice the  bold tattoos creeping up over  his neck, his arms, forearms, and fingers.

His dark hair is styled  short but not without one little string falling out  and the crest of his motorcycle club  boldly  tattooed  on his neck.

He  glances towards my direction again , his stare cold but hot and when I see the mischievous smile creep up to the corner of his lips I knew I was in trouble.

"You can't just leave, the wedding is tomorrow" Mia yelled behind me  as I grabbed the last cloth  on the bed and hurriedly put it inside my bag.

Daisy, don't do this,if you leave.Where will you go? 

"I don't know Mia,I don't know , he's here,Christian is here" I whispered to her trying to catch my breath.

Mia lips trembled slightly but nothings come outs 

"She knew, oh my god, she knew that he was here and didn't say a word about it.

I'm sorry, but if I told  you about him being here you would have bolted out and I didn't want it.

"You can't be serious Mia, for fuck  sake, Christian Blackwood the president of the hellhounds motorcycle club and my ex husband  rival is out there and you didn't think that it was right you told me about it?

What happens when Callum men finds out that I was in the same place with his enemy, he might be dead but his men aren't and I know they are watching me.

You  know the history mia, the generational dispute.

 I can't be in the middle of that and you as my best friend should have known better than this.

I didn't wait for Mia to defend herself anymore,so I grabbed my bag and  headed straight to the elevator. I didn't mind if I had to  order a ride out of this place. I just don't care.

I took the elevator,ignoring Mia's scream behind me telling me how sorry she was saying he was the groom's friend.

Who gives a fuck if he is the groom  friend.

The moment the elevator closes up,someone pulls me from behind and slams me  hard against the wall, not in a hard or hurtful way.

My breath stops and tightens against my chest when the hands  crawl up from behind me and stop on the wall.

I knew that hand, it had  the same tattoo on the finger I saw.

Christian Blackwood, the president of the hellhound MC is right  behind me , his body is pressed against me in an immoral way  and his hot breath was on my neck.

I breathing hinges as I closed my legs  and  he slowly slides his   other hands down my waist .

I closed my eyes waiting for the worst possible thing to happen to me, I have heard ruthless things about him mostly from my husband and how he goes for his prey(the people that goes against him) 

I only guess that my husband had offended him and he killed him and now he was here to take me with him.

Christian  lowered his breaths to my neck and that directly sent chills to my body.

He   slowly slid my hair to the side  and I  jumped back to consciousness  to remember that I was pressed Christian Blackwood in an ungodly manner.

"Running from me little pet" he lets out slowly.

 His voice sounded cold, but raspy and enticing, that kind of voice that could make you melt off in his arms and pull off your panties.

"Please" I begged  when I finally found my voice.

"Even more prettier and sexier in person than I thought" he said again and this time the tears that I had been holding slowly slid down my eyes.

He wouldn't take advantage of Me, Christian could have any woman that he wanted  and not me.

"How about you become mine, your husband is six feet under and I can only imagine his reaction to me touching you unless he isn't"

Christian hot breath is  still on my neck but the only words that I could think of at that moment were his last Statement.

The hot breathing against my neck suddenly stops and my legs give away.

I turned  to see him resting at the far edge of the elevator,his gaze never leaving me and the smile  at the corner of his lips.

The  air in the elevator is so small,  I can  hardly breath 

In  that instant, I felt useless and used

What  did he think of me? Did  he think that I was just some widow that he could take  advantage of?

My husband had humiliated me his whole life and now his rival  wouldn't let me be.

"I only want to say my condolences Mrs  Horace" he said  as the elevator door binged  indicating that we were at the last floor.

 When the elevator opened ,I was still struggling to catch my breath and  Mia was waiting.

Christian had a look of satisfaction on his face when he walked out. He was pleased by my reaction and the horrible look Mia  had on her  face.

That instant something  ignited inside of me.

 I was tired of being used.

When the thought came into my head,I knew I was going to regret this.

"Christian "I called  out, making him stop  and then he turned to me again.

The smirk showing on his face.

 "Do you want more baby?" he says Calmly but sultry, making Mia gasp.

Ignoring my friend's horrified expression   I walked towards him and  stopped right in front of him.

I don't care whatever rival you and Callum had but that is not my business, keep me out of it.

He didn't respond but instead he just looked at me like I was talking to myself.

I knew what he was doing ,daring me.

Ignoring the raging voice in my head telling me not to do it, I did it. I smacked him hard across the face.

I slapped Christian Blackwood, the man no one dared to mess with.

A smile crept to the  corner of his lips, not anger  but amusement 

Oh! His voice dipped in satisfaction. You've got some fire in you, I love that.

"I would be waiting for your call little pet" he  whispers calmly enough for me to hear alone and then turns and walks out leaving  me in  shock