Chapter 2
Kristopher POV-
After all the Creslent's shit I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone for some unnecessary shit. I wanted to talk to her but not about this shit. I saw something or should I say someone interesting after years. I just wanted to observe her right now. Well you can also say a professional word for staring. Not in a romantic way, I was just too curious that why is she not intimidated by me when most mafia's leaders are.
The doctor was very eye catching with her unwavering confidence. She wasn't even scared of my cold and intimidating allure. She was different. She tried to maintain enough distance from me where most of the times girls try to throw themselves on me for my power, looks, wealth and what not. She rarely showed an ounce of emotion of greed. She was like I'm minding my own business so you should too.
Let me mention, she was damn hot and beautiful. She had the desirable body with elegant curves giving her a both hot and elegant vibe. And her all black attire was also accentuating her body and pale skin. If you look closely, you'd also notice that she works out a lot, she has plenty of muscle. Well they only made her look better and I would be relieved if someone else hadn't had her till now and not in the future too. I'm sure she would have rejected many boys and I was somewhat disappointed if she had a boyfriend right now. I can even see some people eyeing her right now in the hospital. I –
Oh my fucking God! What am I even thinking! It can't be me. It is because of that woman, I have to get away from her before I think more stupid things but I still can't take the weight of seeing her with someone else.
What if I marry her and not Ms. Willston's daughter. I don't know how her daughter is but the one in front of me is the type of person I'm finding.
My phone rang and I was just 2 seconds away from throwing it away but stopped myself from doing so and glanced at the screen. It was Ms. Willston who wanted me to marry her daughter who is also a doctor saying she is 23 and is working in Russia in the same city as mine. I thought to say yes before cause everyone would need a more-interesting news to cover up the shit caused by Creslent which can bring suspicions on me. And I'll get rid of a problem without causing a bigger problem. I'd just ask her to do whatever she wants and mind her own business after marriage and put up an act of happy couple in public.
But now I was thinking to decline it because she'll probably be a more romantic shit type and disturb my work while I'm working continuously. I decided I'll meet her once decide if she is fit for this work or not. If she decides to maintain distance and don't disturb me, then I'm going to marry her but if she is the attention-seeker and I-want-your-time-cause-I'm-your-wife type then I need find a new woman or give the newspaper companies a better and bigger news headlines than 'A man was found unconscious on the doorstep of lawyer Mr. Chris Corillis who was injured and tortured badly. Was he related to this incident, in torturing Mr. Fryles, or not?'.
I guess marrying is a better way than destroying some company to bring an end to this incident's rumours.
I picked the call and listened to Ms Willston. She said she wants me to meet her daughter once and had send me a picture of her daughter. I murmured an 'okay' and cut the call. I didn't wanted to see some bitch with loads of makeup attention-seeker girl or something. I've already had enough shit for today.
But my mind kept saying that the doctor in front of me can be the one. According to all the information I got today from her mother, there was a possibility that she could be the woman I was going to meet. So, the winner was my mind which made my fingers work on their own and opened the picture of girl. And you know what, it was her, the doctor in front of me.
A type of happiness surged through me and I was satisfied and….relief of that I don't have to marry someone else and she won't be someone else's. And I don't give a fuck if she has a boyfriend or something cause I'll just sort it out by killing, kidnapping, threatening, giving him money or whatever it takes to make them breakup.
Well, I guess my time is saved and I don't have to meet some bitches to find a wife. I put the phone in my pocket decided to talk to her. And here I am in her office. Her office didn't had much. It just had some essentials to call it an office and a shelf with books. Her eyes screamed tiredness but her posture and emotion was all refined and looked like anything but tired. She had the look that if the shit I'm here to talk about is not important then she'll just kill me right now and here.
I sat there for good few minutes thinking from where to start and ask her all that thing while she was unfazed that I'm making her wait for no particular reason. Then she picked the glass from table and started to drink water. She looked at me from her green eyes with raised eyebrows. She had soft light green eyes with light brown contrast at the boundary of it.
"You're Sally Willston?"
She nodded and said, "What's the problem?"
"It's both a problem and not a problem at this time. Your mother contacted me to marry you. And I guess I'll do it. But here is the main part. It's like a contract, you can do whatever you want and don't have to act like my wife anywhere except in front of media. I need this marriage for some issues." I replied
I was shocked that I even spoke that many lines cause my sentences are barely above 7-8 words until and unless it's really important.
Her face was blank. No shock. No happiness. No frustration. Nothing. Just empty. But I just felt that she was angry beneath and is trying not to snap
She opened her mouth and said, "I would like to talk to my mother about this once. And this is not the right place to talk about this and we were going to meet today later. You could have told me this, then."
I was already frustrated a bit that why can't she just talk it out right now and confirm it. My mind started to jump at conclusions that maybe she has a boyfriend and she needs time to talk to him about if she can avoid this marriage by nay chance or something. She looked sincere but my mind was continuously jumping at never ending negative thoughts and conclusions.
I closed my eyes and breathed once, trying to calm my mind and bubbling anger which started by them. I clenched and unclenched my jaw. I don't do this often. I just work out or torture someone to calm my anger. I would have lashed out till now but something just told me that not on her.
I heard a screeching noise and opened my eyes to see her standing with her phone on one hand. She noticed me and said, "It's an important call. Please wait some minutes." And she walked away with just that in the corner of the room and talked in muffled voices.
I just heard 'How many more days will it take' and 'Don't mess it up'. After that she cut the call.
Is she planning that how many days will it take her boyfriend to arrange the necessities to run away?!
I calmed my anger inside me trying to convince it not to guess anything. When she was just some steps away from her seat, I stood up and walked towards her. She just glanced once at me and asked, "Is anything wrong?" not stopping. I stood in front of her way and locked my hands in front of my chest. She stopped just a step away from me with confusion in her eyes but not a single twitch on her face. It fueled my anger inside me that why does she have so much confidence and is not intimidated by me when I want it to.
She continuously looked at me with her eyes. Her intensity feeling like she is trying to read me or look in my soul.
I looked down at her and asked, "What is your answer?" She furrowed her eyebrows a bit. So I added "About the marriage."
She showed an emotion of knowing and said, "Sure, if the contract stays there and I have 24/7 freedom and privacy."
I was taken aback by that but quickly composed myself and nodded knowingly. I was satisfied and couldn't help the small smirk tugging on my lips. But then my mind started to think that what if she and her boyfriend had planned everything already and they were sure that they would succeed on running away before the wedding.
Once again anger started to bubble inside me and I decided to ask her if she already had someone. She tried to walk past me to the table. But I held her hand before she could do that. She took a deep breath and looked at me. When she had moved her head towards me in quickly, some strands of her hair had come undone from her ponytail, falling on her nose and lips. I looked in her eyes and opened my mouth.
"Do you already have a boyfriend or something?" I was a angry at myself at how desperate and interested I am in her life to know if she loved someone else or not. I just couldn't accept the thought of her with someone else when I had just met her. I decided to try to not make myself too attached to her and avoid her.
She looked at me in confusion and said a stern, "No. Why?" while freeing her hand from my grasp quickly. I was amused at how strong she is, she didn't even struggle to free herself. I guess I had let my guard down. She moved to her desk taking her bag.
I just mumbled a 'Good' and straightened my posture. If she didn't had anyone then whom was she talking to while smiling. I was still not convinced and decided not to tell her anything now before I get all information about her.
She asked, "When is the marriage?" while packing her bag. I didn't answer and sat on her chair. She looked at me but continued her work, completely ignoring me.
I was still busy in my thoughts when she came in front of me and asked me to move aside. I moved the chair back a little and my eyes never leaving her face. She bent to open a drawer and I couldn't help if my eyes itself drifted to her ass. She had the body and curves as a goddess.
I stood up towering behind her. And as if feeling my presence she glanced back but ignored me and continued her work. I was a bit frustrated now because of her lack of replies and fear. I still wanted to ask her to whom was she talking to. Was he someone she loved? Just the thought fueled my anger so much that I wanted to smack someone right on the face and see the fear of my wrath in him but I released a sharp breath calming myself.
I was already turned on because of her ass and her bending towards the drawer wasn't helping. My slacks now tightened and felt suffocating for my manhood. I put my hands on her hips, turned her around and made her sit in the chair with my on the head rest and other on arm rest of the chair while my body trapped her in such a way that she couldn't even stand without touching me properly. I bended more and came to her eye level and asked, "Who were you talking to and about what?" She looked at me with her lips parted, confusion etched on her face. It felt like an invitation. I barely contained myself.
We were like that for some seconds. Before I could lost my control while being this close and do something to her, I backed off and rested on her desk. My gaze on her lips now. They were closed but it was evident she was chewing her inside of the lips. It only decreased my patience more and more.
I bended towards her with my hands moving towards her face. She was still confused but aware. I caressed her lips and pulled it down leading the lip to be parted. She was still stiff and confused. I bended towards her and stopped an inch away from her ear.
I whispered, "Meet you soon, wifey." And bit her earlobe before backing off and looking at her. She had wide eyes and her lips still parted. She had a light shade of red on her cheeks. I smirked in satisfaction. That was the most reaction I got but was enough compared to none.
I was ready to go but she kept her heels on my foot.
Crystal POV-
Only my family and my brother came close to hug me and comfort me for whatever problem I faced. But after my father, my brother moved away, we still talked and were typical brother-sister but he also didn't knew about me being mafia leader. He just thought of me as his baby sister who is a surgeon now.
But the thing that happened now also made me a bit uncomfortable cause he wanted that and if I'll show him that, he will definitely go further for more reaction and dominance.
I was shocked with all that happened just moments ago. I hadn't let anyone touch me but he did it. I didn't react cause it was also the first time someone except my brother came this close to me. I thought it to be only movie thing but it was real right now and it happened.
I'm sure I would be blushing a little because of embarrassment cause I didn't stop him. But when he moved away and looked at me with a smirk, I knew he wanted a reaction so he did it. Slowly, fury took over me and I straightened my posture I won't let this go easily. I put my heels on his foot and started to press it painfully.
He didn't react but I knew it pained, he would definitely have to use a bandage after going home.
Then, I grabbed my bag and walked out of the hospital.