Chosen By the Punisher

"I need a wife, Miallah."
Ghost's deep voice caused my stomach to clench.
"Your dad owes me a lot of money, so you can either be my wife or a prostitute."
The words hit me like a truck.
For a moment, I couldn't speak.
I already knew my answer.
Neither option felt like a choice at all.
Still, I knew which one I would pick.
Ghost reached out suddenly and gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him.
"Answer me when I speak to you," he demanded.
Fear rushed through me. Along with something more dangerous... the kind of danger I had never experienced. Warmth in my lower belly.
A shiver throughout my entire body.
A Brand new feeling.
"Okay," I whispered.
His dark eyes searched my face.
"So which is it?"
He stepped closer.
Close enough for me to feel his presence.
Close enough to smell him.
Close enough to make my heart race.
"I'll be your wife," I answered shakily.
A smirk touched his lips.
"I knew that was going to be your answer, Miallah."
He released my chin and stepped back.
"Good."

Ahmiden takes Miallah in thinking he was just accomplishing his duty to get married. The Mafia wouldn't allow him to take over without a family. Without something to lose.
Ahmiden had a list of girls to choose from.
So when he marries Miallah randomly, no proper wedding or ceremony, he essentially told his fellow crime bosses and their daughters 'Fuck you' when he choose Miallah.
Now they have to figure out who's pissed off enough to make it an issue. Who is bold enough To put his wife, his new life... in danger.
The more time he spends with Miallah the easier it is to love her. And it's not just him that falls for her...
It's Everyone.

*COMPLETED*