Mia picked out the perfect outfits for me, when I took a look at myself in the mirror I wondered if this was really the girl that I knew.

Right now I was dressed in  a skimpy  gown that pushed  my boobs and even my ass-checks were out.

My hair was packed in a  sweet but messy bum and I wore a bold lipstick alongside the slutty heels I wore.

When I turned around Mia looked really pleased  by what she had done.

"Diasy, you look so good" she said out loud as she ran to hug me in excitement 

I smiled even though I wasn't comfortable in the outfit I had worn  but I knew that  she wasn't going to let me change it .

In the next one hour we were standing right in front of the biggest club to ever exist.

The loud music blaring from the inside made me realize that we were here.

"Tonight, let go of everything   and be happy for once in your life.

I nodded to Mia as I put the mask on my face and for  the first time  in five years I walked into a club.

******

Mia danced  far into the crowd again  leaving me behind.

I glumped down the fifth glass  of  vodka and right at that moment ,I felt free,I was  happy.

I took the glass as I began to slowly move my  body to the hungry eyes of the men who had been wanting to talk with me or even still touch me .

They didn't know who I was, they didn't know that I was Callum ex. If they knew , they wouldn't be staring lustfully at my body.

I loved their gaze  on me, as the drinks hit  more.

With each glass I feel myself  slipping away  into the music and when "KISS IT BETTER" by Rihanna  started playing, I lost it.

The  girl that I had been hiding in me all this while,I let it all loose.

I walked courageously to the center of the club and climbed on the table and somehow everyone's attention turned to me.

I danced without a care in the world releasing my soul to the music.

The men at the club were now surrounding the table, most of them dropping dollar bills on the table.

I could feel all their hot gazes, their lustful stare, and their want for my body and for the first time  I was in charge.

But even in the midst  of all their hot stares  I felt his.

I got the same feeling I got that night when I was drinking alone at that wedding party.

I knew he was here,it was just one man who could have that much effect on me , not even my ex husband.

When I raised my head to the direction of the stare, I was right,there he was.

Christian stood  at the far end of the club, he wasn't dressed in his motorcycle club wear but I could see the helmet right beside him.

When our eyes met, that fear and excitement that I had never felt before ran into me.

Christian never broke his  eyes  from me, from where he stood,I could tell that his heart was racing  and from the looks on his face, I knew that he wasn't pleased , he looked mad.

Somehow finding out that  my husband's enemy was staring at me lustfully was exciting . It wasn't as bad I thought but would be,but  it felt good.

Watching his hot face on me , the anger and lust in his eyes.

Ignoring  his looks I turned again back to the men who were now stretching their hands to touch me.

Most of them, I felt their hands on my breast and my ass but the next instant, the music in the club suddenly went down and the man who had  just touched me  was groaning from a bursted lip and when I turned, Christian was standing right in front of me.

The anger I had never seen in the eyes of any man towards me  was on him. He was angry.

Christian walked closer to me at the table and  leaned forward to my ears.

You  love  the touch of these men on your skin huh, their dirty sluty  faces feasting on you wanting to tear off every piece of linen on you.

 No man deserves to look at you in that way,you have been a bad girl and daddy is going to punish you accordingly   but for now you coming with me 

Christian grabs me and then carries me away from the table  in the watching gaze  of everyone.

At that moment all that I could feel was excitement  and the fear eating  me up 

What did he mean by that?

By the time the breeze hit my skin again, I slept off.

*********

When I opened my eyes again I wasn't in Mia's house or the room we both shared in her  apartment.

I was in a different place entirely and  the huge bed I slept on was different from any other. The bed smelled of luxury.

The hard bang  on my head reminded me of the wild night I had at the club yesterday and now I was having a huge hangover.

My eyes  went to the figure who sat on the chair in front of his  computer.

His broad back and his inked body was what gave me away and it was  at that moment I began to think.

Christian was there last night.

He took me off the table and claimed me as his property in front of everyone.

I grabbed the duvet as I looked  but seeing myself in just a pant and bra my heart stopped at that instant as the fear of what I had done creeped up inside of me.

What have you done ? I  yelled out the sudden tears surging to my eyes as I grabbed the duvet to cover my naked body.

Christian  turns to face me , the satisfied smile sitting at the corner of his lips seeing my reaction.

"Relax wifey , you  had a bad night" he said as he grabbed the piece of paper.

Wifey? 

The words rang in my head , what did he mean by that.

As he  moved  closer , I moved away to the far edge of the bed. I was scared of him and even in daylight his face still held that much darkness.

Christian dropped the paper on the bed.

We got married last night, don't you remember ? 

Married ? I was  shocked and horrified at his revelations as I quickly rushed to grab the papers.

And just as he had said, my signature was boldly imprinted on it,  I had signed a marriage agreement with him in my drunken state.

When I raised my head up to him,Christian had a  smile  that sent chills down my spine, it wasn't  that smile  that meant  I would love you forever it was the smile  that meant I would ruin you.

You are my wife now , I own you.

The moment Christian steps out of the room , I grab my phone which was just by the bed stand and then I place a call across to Mia.

Mia's phone rang for the next two minutes but I got no reply from her.

I sent a text to her as I dropped my phone and then rolled  down from the bed to pick up my clothes that were neatly folded on the shelf.

Once I was done I took the paper and just as I was about to walk out of the room the door opened but this time it wasn't Christian, it was a chef.

"He wants  you downstairs," the woman who opened the door  said.

I nodded helplessly as I picked up the papers where I had signed the contract and folded it into my bag.

He was nuts,I was definitely going to find out  if the content of that contract is real or if he was just desperate to own me.

I took the stairs and as I got closer to the living room , I saw him sitting  on a  chair  he hadn't worn anything and he was still shirtless .

There was  a guy sitting  beside him

I could read the shocked expression on his face when he saw me.

I slowly lowered my head, unable to  look at him. I was scared,scared of the big man that blew terror in the city but yet I was standing in front of him in his house.

I asked my boys to drop you off at home safely and you are to  come back  here before the day runs out remember we had an agreement.

Christian words were short and firm, his  voice sounded hoarse maybe from the cigarette he had been smoking but  that didn't stop the pain in my heart.

The tears slipped out of my eyes when he said that,I felt hopeless and helpless.

I didn't want to cry, I didn't want him to see my tears.

Christian seemed to notice the tears swelling up in my eyes but he just looked away; he didn't care.

"Jared would take you home" he said without looking at me and when  I turned I noticed the boy standing there.

Unlike the rest of the  guys   who were big  and  had  scary looks  he looked sweet, calm and innocent.

Ignoring the raging pain in my heart, I nodded as I turned to the boy as we both walked  out.

*******

 What did he say, are those documents real? 

Mia  looked at her phone again  before giving me a glance  and at that moment , the breathing around me stopped.

My heart tightened against my chest at the throbbing I felt as the tears  slipped out.

I knew that look, that hopeless look .

They were real.

But why me , why does he want me? Why do I have to be the one in a situation or a mess like this?

First it was  my husband's unfair treatment and abuse and now I have signed a contract marriage with the man who looted him more than anything.

"This isn't the end of the world," Mia  said  as she sat in front of me, cleaning the tears in my eyes.

I pulled her hands  away from mine as   I stood up and started   pacing  around.

Do you know the first thing I thought  when Callum died?

Freedom.

That was the first word 

 I fell in love with the president of a motorcycle-club, a ruthless one at that and that marriage was hell for me and I had no escape, because  I turned my back on all those that loved me just to choose him.

My husband was the devil Mia, I was just his puppet , but he feared him.

I heard him talk about him in tense voices with his men and  when they  clashed, he was scared and you know him , no one dared to go against him in the society even the government stayed off him and that is the kind of man I'm supposed to get married to.

Do you know the things he would do to me?

That man hated my  husband and anything that concerned him.

 I know he hates  me like hell and now I have to be his wife , like I am some pawn in their games.

What   would his club members say when they find out I married my husband's rival, that's  a taboo .

I knew I wasn't the active president's wife and I had no interest in their world but I know better not to  be with his enemy.

He made me his fucking  wife how  am i  to deal with that Mia.

Mia pulled me into a tight hug as I sobbed loudly holding her.

It's okay baby, we would find  a way to get you out of this.

Please just please , I don't think I can do that , I don't love him.

I just want a second chance at life.

Mia held me in her arms while I cried, pouring out my emotions and pains.

For the next  few minutes  we stayed in that position.

I didn't want to  think all about it but my heart was hurting from crying so much.

I had stopped crying  and Mia decided that she was going to get me a  cup of water .

My phone which was on the couch vibrated and I rushed to pick it up but  it was a message from an unknown number.

Without thinking twice I clicked on the message.

"Your husband is by the door and I'm pretty sure  you don't want to keep him waiting" the message read 

Christian,he was here.

Mia steps out of the kitchen but instead  I turn.

The moon light was already shining bright in the sky but when I looked out of the window.

There  he was.

From the cool bright night  I watched him, his helmet was neatly placed on top of his bike and  his  face was fixed on the house.

He was here to take me home as his wife.