Drug dynasty ✓

Ch. 16 My wife

The banging in my head had slowly reduced as my surroundings same into view. The first thing that came to my notice was that I was on a very soft bed that was king sized , the sheets were black, a sharp contrast to the white furniture of the bed. As I raised my train of sight from the bed, I was met with a huge plasma screen Tv,couple of stereos,a wardrobe, a reading table and all the basic contents of a room. The room was very wide generally, there was a large window behind the bed with a very beautiful view.
As I looked back to my front, there he was by the wardrobe door on only sweatpants dripping wet and those ever lively green eyes intently looking at me with a slight smirk on his lips.

Fuck.

I closed my eyes and rested it back on the pillows. "I'm surprised, no bars, no hand cuffs," I said wriggling my right hand in the air.

"Gentlemen do not put their wives behind bars,or wife to be in this case" he said dragging the chair from the reading table and sitting on it in such a way that the back of the chair was facing me and his legs spread across it.

"Exactly, gentlemen, you're not a gentleman ". I said finally sitting up on the bed. He just smiled and stood up and went to his wardrobe and put on a white polo.

"Are you hungry?" He asked not looking back at me.

"I guess..." I replied. At least if I was going to die, I won't die hungry. You might be wandering why I'm talking with Xander so freely...

"Come on then." He said interrupting my thoughts as he left the room and I followed behind. We walked through a curtain that led to a dining table filled with food and obviously wine. The table had only two chairs, he pulled out one for me while he sat at the other one opposite me. I eyed the food suspiciously for the fear of poison and noticing it, he laughed a little.
"Even if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't poison your food, how cliche." He muttered the last part under his breath.

I stared at the salad slowly making my way through the beautiful green food.
"So what's your plan anyways, to woo me with sweet food and talks about you being a gentleman?" I asked not looking up from my food.

"Before I answer that question, I have one of my own," he stopped short waiting for my reaction then I nodded for him to continue. "I don't get you," he started as he looked down to his food, "why are you soo calm with me, the last time we met in the party, you looked like you couldn't stand being with me in the same room." He said finally looking up at me.

I held his gaze, I can't believe he's the same guy that killed Jane and probably countless of people too, he looked soo calm, innocent even.
"Well I asked first, so you get to answer me first" I said looking for a way to divert from that question.

He stared at me a little bit before speaking "Okay, well since you were with McCoy that night, I'm assuming that you must have found a way to make him tell you about me, so what I plan to do is simple actually, make you my wife, merge our companies and take all your assets before killing you and making it look like you were murdered by McCoy." He finished without missing a beat. Good to know how the rest of my life will play out.

"And how are you planning on making making me agree to being your wife?" I asked dropping my fork and staring at him.

"Don't you remember your dad's agreement with the Chadows?" He asked with a grin spread across his face.

"That's total bullshit, that agreement was off because you couldn't even keep your own part of the deal." I said trying to stay calm.

He laughed loudly, cutting his laughter midway to look me dead in the eyes, "That's the thing love,you are the only person that knows that version of the story." He said standing up to leave the room. When he reached the curtain, he turned back to look at me "I'll be gone for a while, make yourself at home but don't do anything stupid while you're at it."

By the time I went back to his room, there was a pile of neatly folded clothes on one side of the bed which I changed into. It was a grey sweatpants with black loose satin button up shirt. I untied my hair and let it fall before opening the door and leaving the room.

The whole house was busy, people walking everywhere carrying loads of stuff around.

I smell a party coming up.

I went downstairs, (the long stairs were tiring) and moved into the kitchen area, which was very busy with people carrying various dishes around. I just looked around before going down the main hall.

"What's going on here?" I asked the nice looking guy who was polishing some of the seats.
"Well, boss is throwing his annual masked party tomorrow being 27th and this year's own is exceptional because you're around" he said smiling before moving on to the next set of chairs.

If only he knew the real reason of my presence. I thought before leaving the hall. I spent a few hours trying to get familiar with every corner of the mansion, all the exits, the entrances, the hidden doors and trust me when I say that there are plenty hidden doors here.
After a while, there was a loud ding sound that could be heard round the whole house, I looked up at where the sound was coming from. It was a clock and the loud sound signaled that it was already midnight but everywhere was still rowdy as it was earlier on.

Some preparation.

I used my already weak legs to carry myself back to the room. Xander wasn't back yet so I didn't have anyone to disturb or insult. I fell on the bed face down, my hair spiraling all over the bed, the rest of my life can't be as boring as this, can it?

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27th December, 2021.
Annual Masked Dinner
Time: 22:00.

I was getting a manicure and pedicure while my hair was drying, I was finally going back to my black hair which was going to match the black dress I was going to  wear. The make-up on my face was a light one with of course the signature deep red lipstick on my lips.
The dress was a long black dress with only a thin lace preventing my back from being completely exposed, the sleeves stopped at the elbow before flowing down to my wrist in bold shreds. It was a fitted dress with a slit at the back so that I could walk freely, the whole dress was randomly covered with stones that glittered in the light, my feet was going to be adorned with beautiful silver heels which matched the colour of my mask. The mask had little white feathers around it and it was filled with glitter.

The hall was already full by the time we got there, all the masked faces turning to look at us as a round of applause welcomed us into the hall. It was beautifully decorated to the least detail. Immediately we came on the make-do stage, my eyes slowly searched the crowd for one person only because tonight, in this hall was where it was all going down.