My husband is mafia king (completed)

Crystal "Di," My brother called. "CMG baby," I replied to him. "Someone is asking for you on the phone," He says with a pout. Just like me. "How many times, I have to tell you not to touch my cell,", I yell at him. Gosh, my phone is my precious baby. I took the call, "Hello. Crystal speaking" acting with extra manners in front of my brother. "Love you so much. Gimme a kiss babe" the caller said. Damn, such a deep voice. "First you have to be present before me dude," I said back. Shrug it off lady, what if he thinks I am interested in him, God knows who he will be? "And Mr. Jerk, you must be free but I have to do a hell of a thing..Get that, so don't call me again for no purpose,". "I will be there my Queen, soon, to have my kiss and for the purpose thing... you are my purpose," the voice speaker said. No.. not at all creepy. "Stop being cocky. Who are you anyway?", my voice is breaking, it must have sound pathetic on the other side. "Your lover babe. And you belong to me only,", he said as a- matter-of-factly. OK, Crystal push your boobs up and show him who's the boss. "Mr.whatever-your-name is I am not interested in jerks. So back off," I hissed. "You don't know darling who are you talking to?," he replied in a chilly voice. Like I care, he is not Nick ..My Nick. "You don't own me creep. Hang up" this is getting me mad, he is getting my attention which is only Nick's. {~ Nick Bateman} "I own every bit of you," he replied. And I bytes... Dude. Now, I am officially pissed. First, this guy is giving me creeps second, I am getting late and last I had not taken my meal. This is so hectic. Oh, sugar. "f**k everyone, you are getting on my nerves" it irritated me like hell, like why me? In the not so bright morning and soon to be rain. "How about f*****g me instead," he said and I really think he is smiling. Not at all creepy. No. Nope. And.. and I hung up. ~ Ashton Today, I called my baby girl. I wanted to hear her sweet voice. She soon will be mine. I will marry her soon. She is my childhood love though; I want to make her mine soon enough, no longer now. Now she is old enough to be mine. And mine only. I hope she remembers me. I was really into her from the beginning, but I didn't tell her. Its god damn embarrassing to express the feelings. Then for a business reason, I have to be apart from her. I have my reasons too, as I want to be a powerful person so I can get everything that includes her too. While in this period, I took care of my love, but in hiding. I bedded many models, but I always think I am with my love. That was just a way to satisfy me. I wanted to make myself calm so I could focus on other things. I already made a plan to make Crystal mine and about to execute it. Now the time claims what's mine. ~ Crystal It's just one day and in a matter of seconds, my world is upside down. I am now the fiancé of Mr. Ashton Knight. Like what the crocodile! Who the hell is Ashton Knight to send a ring home? Does he have a claim on me? So my parents have taken a loan from him? Oh, my god... So he knows that my phone is on installment? But why will he be sending a ring? Does he want night services? Maybe he is scared in the night and wants a person by his side, and just because of that he is snatching my life... He is; he is....ugh.  I cannot swear properly even when I am about to enter my early twenties, but I will soon need to learn. And this Ashton, who think he is.? He has given a threat to my father that, if I will not marry him, he will dissolve our company. What the hell! I am not his servant; even I don't know who the hell he is? I mean, he is a billionaire and women literally die for his glance but dammit he is also in the mafia and every person shakes from head to toe just by hearing his name. Apart from that, he is a Greek god and I am not even worthy to stand beside him. Like a marshmallow by his side. I don't know why he had to go down so much to marry me? Does he want my cell phone? No, he can buy a lot like that from his money. Like a lot. I am sure I am not the hell of a beautiful woman compared to those who he bedded. He is just a womanizer and but why me he has to choose me. A potato for crying out loud. Shrink potato. Oh god! But I am not giving up without a fight. I am going to his office to hear him out. I am damn sure; I don't break any of his car's glass or have any company issues with him like all the billionaire's story. I am wearing normal clothes, just like the normal person I am and normally, I will tell him to f**k off. Fuck, is the only word I can use as swearing ... God, please don't let anybody disclose this. I just use f**k as sentence enhancer no deep meaning. Ewww!! One thing is for sure that he will definitely reject just by seeing me... Who needs a marshmallow? I reached at last. I asked the receptionist to meet Mr. Ashton Knight. She was in a short red nearly not visible dress at least covering her bottom parts. My god working here is so much difficult like really, I could not breathe in those clothes. As I asked her, she gave me a deadly glare. "Who are you asking?  You know him?" she said, giving me head to toe glare. This lady is so good. She even cares for strangers. Even I am not pleased to meet her devil boss but want to get rid of all this matter. "I am Crystal. His fiancé." I replied. "I am so sorry, Ma'am. He is in his cabin now. Top floor. Please do not complain to him about my rudeness." She shivered. "Relax, I will not." I nodded to her. When was she rude? Poor lady, so innocent. I enter the elevator and count to reach his floor. As soon as I get out of the elevator, a handsome person came to my vision. He is so hot but the scenario in which I am, I just shivered to take the sight in. I think someone is observing me from somewhere. Must be the crocodile, Mr. Ashton Knight. Such a maniac. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. My conscience is yelling at me. That person escorted me to his room and left me after giving me a bow. I stopped myself from shivering and enter his cabin.