Married To My Bully

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It's been freaking 3 years since I've last seen my father. As a child I wished I could wait for my dad to ring that bell so I could run eagerly towards the door to open it for him, hug him tight and ask for what Snacks and chocolates he's got for me. But that never seem to happen.
Today I think if he could just come to our house and eat with us to have chat with mom about her job and her life , ask my brother to be responsible and his studies and talk about any random stuff , politics anything like a normal family. I don't want anything from him, just family is what I want. But it's impossible even before Mom divorced him, he was never around.
I was surprised when he told me I could come to his place in Christmas holidays.
I was on cloud 9.
Following his request I took a flight and then bus for his town. I called mom and told her not to worry as I was already in the bus and would reach in few hours.

Never have I ever travelled alone. My mom was furious when dad said he couldn't send anyone to pick me up. Before Jensen uncle used to pick me up, take me to museum and beautiful gardens on the way to dad's house. He would tell his childhood stories, few funny stories of mom and dad. He has power to cheer up your foul mood anytime.

After getting down at bust stop as dad had asked I didn't know where to go. I've been in town few times but I'd never wandered in this part of town. I tried calling dad but it kept going into voice mails. I was sleep deprived and growling stomach was no help at all. My guardian angel came to rescue me, as my eyes landed on small cafe. I ran towards it with my suitcase (those wheels are really handy .Whoever invented it, I give you all my love).

I heard ting As I opened the door and strong smell of freshly brewed coffee hit me. There it was creamy and chocolatey pastries in little yellow light shining with pride waiting for my arrival.
Ahhh. I can drink hundreds of mochas right now with those thousand of puffy cute pastries.

No you'll not.

But I want to.

no

"Excuse me, Dear" , a lady around my mom's age behind the counter called me smiling . I looked at her. She was smiling with her blue gleaming eye. She definitely saw me hungrily looking at those delicious pastries.

"I'm sorry for keep you waiting", I smiled apologetically.
"Oh no, dear. It's allright. I can see you're exhausted with all the traveling. You're here to explore", which sounded more like a question.
" Yes, something like that mam" , I wasn't exactly lying.
"Oh no darling, you can call me Shelly. What would you like to eat or drink. Our speciality is cocoa coffee. You mustn't leave this town without trying it."

"Then I should try it, and can I have one chocolate pastry as well."

"Sure. Why don't you seat comfortably. I'll send someone once your order is ready", shelly informed and gave order to barista.

Thanking her I went to booth near window. It was busy afternoon with buses, cars and their honks, few youngsters running around and pedestrians were walking along the pavement outside whereas few were trying to cross the road. A sports car parked outside, I was admiring it's beauty. Sadly, I couldn't see it's owner because of those stupid tinted windows. Car door was opening when my phone rang. My best friend Milli was calling. "Bitch this better be good."
"Come online", that's what she said and cut the call.

I was busy in chatting with my best friends who were telling me about the boy she was crushing on for few months and how she finally talked to him.

Where would I be if I had confess my feelings to Peter.

You're coward.

Yes. We both knew we were in love with each other but we couldn't confessed it. He was very shy. And I was scared .

Girl few years older than me brought my order, waking me up from my fantasy world where Peter and I were married with two little kids. I thanked her and attacked on my pastry. I finished it in less than a minute I guess.

I was hungry as Hulk.

I started drinking my cocoa coffee and admiring the pirate theme interior in cafe which I did not notice before. My eyes landed on buff and brawny guy sitting at the corner like he didn't wanted anyone to notice him. His face hold hard look and strong jawline with his black hairs. His beard was nothing like I have seen but the most perfect beard I have never ever seen even in Posters and magazines.
He was wearing black suit matching totally with his hairs. He was flawless. Showing off his wolf tattoo on neck he rested his hand on table. He was talking calmly with the guy sitting in front of him.

Wow!!! I always wanted wolf tattoo on my shoulder. My mom never allowed it. I love warewolf stories. That's how my infatuation with wolf started.
.

I saw nerve tightened around his neck. He looked calm but inside he was beyond angry.

He's truly very handsome with his mystery aura.
Stalker much!!

Thankfully my phone rang taking me out of his trance.

Looks like my dad was finally free for his daughter.

"About Time Dad." Hell I was angry.
"I'm so sorry Princess. I was in meeting and didn't keep the track of time. I assume you arrived at bus stop I told you about. "
"Ages ago. Can you come fast? I don't even know this part of town. I was hungry so I am at this small pirate theme cafe.", I told him.

My eyes were wandering everywhere in the cafe specially at that wolf tattoo guy .

Dad apologized as he couldn't pick me up. He asked me to walk till Rollswood where he'll send someone to pick me up.
" Where's this Rollswood?", I asked angrily . I was exhausted . I came all the way from Canada to here alone and he can't even pick me up at bus stop with his car. He could just send Jensen uncle if he doesn't want to do his dad duties.

As I said this wolf tattoo guy looked at me . His eyes were black . Does he also have 'Black' surname. It wouldn't surprise me. I started looking at my empty cup to avoid gazing into his eyes.

"Put it in maps. What are phones for!!", Dad said in his 'are you serious' tone.
I quickly put Rollswood on map. Is he mad. It's 45 minutes walking distance from here.
"Dad , are you serious ? Where's uncle Jensen?" I did not want to walk for 45 minutes. I was sleepy af.
"It's for your safety princess. I'll see you in 45 minutes. "

I wanted to look at him before leaving knowing I may never see him again. Keeping money on table I looked at him but to my surprise he was already staring at me ignoring the person sitting in front of him. His stares were intense. He could see through my thick glasses and into my soul. For him I was open book. A small blush appeared on my cheek. My phone vibrated waking me up from his trance.
I am strong . Don't let anyone assume you're weak. Show them you can fight back.
And boy those words my subconscious encouraged me with gave me confidence to look at him and made a face asking what does he want. He looked dazed for a moment then went back talking to his colleague.
I said goodbye to shelly, took some cookies for dad and started my walk towards Rollswood.