Chapter 14

Sierra's POV

"She's nice, I like her," I say looking up at Jin as I take off Samson's bowtie. "Yes, she is. I think you will like Mom too. I am sorry she couldn't be here as well but you will meet her soon." He shook his head, "You know that Yoongi's accountant almost quit after Kelis and mom went shopping the first time."

Even though I did ask, I am dying to know what the hell they bought to upset that man so much. Shaking his head he holds out his hand to help me up. " Why don't you go take a shower and I will get dinner started and we can talk about our future."

I nod and take his hand. We do need to talk. We have a lot to figure out about our future. Taking a nice hot shower enjoying the water caressing my body. Trying to let the tension release from my body as the soap runs down the drain. Drying in the steamy bathroom and dressing in an oversized concert tee and sleep shorts. It was chilly when I left and my fingers are pruney, but I feel more relaxed.

I guess I was in there for a while because by the time I made it our Jin had my bouquet placed in a vase on the table. He also had a pizza and a bottle of wine. He had even showered and changed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to take so long."

Looking down as I speak, he isn't wearing a shirt and I am not sure where else to look. He pulls out my chair for me and as I'm sitting he says, "I rarely wear a shirt at home and I never wear one to bed." It's his lopsided little smirk that gets me more than his words.

I am not a big fan of wine, but that doesn't stop me from taking a sip hoping for the calming effects. He took his time sitting and getting comfortable. "So what would you like to talk about?" I love his smile. I wonder if I should tell him that?

"Everything and nothing, we have a lot to discuss. But let's start with work." I look up and notice that he is looking at me. What about work? I am supposed to stop working?

"Ok? What about it? Am I changing departments? Are we telling people we are married?" I can't tell what that look is on his face but I can tell he is about to say something that I am not going to like.

He takes a bite of his pizza then looks over at me and says, "You don't have to work if you don't want to. If you choose to though I want you to work from home. Your new black card will be here tomorrow." I am still concerned about the look on his face.

"The look on your face is making me nervous. Is there something you are not telling me?" I took a bite of my pizza and notice how he waited for me to finish before he said anything. That just made me more nervous.

"We need to go meet with your father. We will be going in a month or so." What he said didn't really hit me right away. Looking over at my new husband across the table from me. I can't for the life of me why we need to see him. The man tried to marry me off to a crazy man that was into sex trafficking. What makes him think I want to see him again ever. Or even what part of I am avoiding the man says I want to come home for a visit.

"I'm not going. I am not over him trying to marry me off to a sex trafficking drug dealer. I am not ready to forgive let alone see him." Picking up my plate and take it into the kitchen. As far as I am concerned this part of the conversation is over. Leaving the kitchen after placing my dish into the dishwasher.

Jin walks up behind me and grabs me by my arm. All my good for nothing dog did was roll over and get comfortable in front of the fireplace. Well, he also watched as Jin led me into the master bedroom.

"At least hear me out first." I sit on the bed and face him waiting to hear his explanation. Not that it will matter, either way, I am not going. "How long have you known that we were going to meet with that man?" With my resting bitch face firmly in place I wait.

To say his answer surprised me is an understatement. "Since I found out about the hit on you." Holding his hands out to stop me before I can say anything. "First this family has not been approached about the hit on you. Second I told you when we found out." That made me feel a little better, but not much.

"Our gangs and mafias here are not much different from what you have back in the states back home. It's all about power, respect, connections, and money." He reaches out for me but I pull away. I don't want him touching me. I feel like he lied to me and now I am stuck with the decision I made. Something tells me leaving here isn't going to be as easy as it was with my dad.

"What does that have to do with going back to see him? Are you trying to give me back and collect some reward?" I know he doesn't like what I just said. I don't care. I am pissed and he needs to know it.

"I am only going to say this once. You are my wife and I will not be giving you back. Not even to your father." He reaches for me again and I pull away again. I can tell that he is annoyed but he doesn't reach out again. "Let's just go to bed because we have a busy day tomorrow." I turn to head back to my room. His frustrated sigh that I am still getting on his nerves.

"What now? Is there a reason you don't want to go to bed?" I am not going to lie he looks delicious standing next to the bed with his hands on his hips. But there is no way I am going to sleep with the enemy.

"It's your bed and you will be in it and it will be a cold day in hell before we share a bed." He tilts his head to the side and his eyebrow shoots up.

"Are you seriously that mad about going to see your father? So mad that you would deny the vows that you just made in front of God and our family a few hours ago. Seriously?" This man is so damn extra. Looking at him with utter disbelief. Did he really just bring God into this? Taking advantage of my stunned silence he leans in and kisses me. They are just as soft and tender as I remember. He softly moves his lips against mine, gently controlling the kiss and me for that moment in time.

Pulling away from him using what little willpower I had left. I know that if I cave to him today, I will be caving for the rest of our marriage. That is not going to happen. "You know, you look beautiful just like this. With your eyes all bright and shiny and your lips slightly swollen and a light blush on your cheeks."

Taking my hand he pulls me back to the bed but being the stubborn ass I am, I plant my feet. He looks at me and smiles. "I can see that we are going to have to establish exactly who is the boss. But make no mistake Brat you will be sleeping in my room in the same bed as I am."

He gently pulls my hand and I still stand my ground. I am not sure who he thinks he is but I am my own boss. He leans in close to my ear and whispers. "I am going to enjoy making you cum for me Brat." And then this caveman throws me over his broad ass shoulder like I weigh nothing. "One of us is going to learn their place before we leave the room in the morning and I am going to enjoy teaching you."

His smile is deadly but I am going to enjoy the fight. He did it again he caught me off guard with his freaky words and looks. I am determined to stand my ground. I just got a taste of freedom.