Fractured hearts

Accidental

Holden pov

Rubbing my face I try to remember what happened last night but I could up empty as the last thing I remember was tara pulling me into a karaoke night and me needing the liquor courage, I don't exactly know what happened after that as I may have drunk more then I thought but I know I ended the night with tara wrapped in my arms. I feel the bed for tara and when I come up empty I open my eyes to find the bed empty. Throwing my shorts on I start looking around the hotel room wondering if she's in the bathroom however I see no sight off her, all we exchanged was our first name. Running a hand over my eyes I run the shower needing a second to understand what went wrong, in fairness I cant remember how it ended but I know it ended with us back in my room and in that bed. Stripping out the shorts I let the cold water run down my body trying to remember what happened but as I close my eyes nothing comes to mind, I don't even remember how we made it back to my hotel room as there was no chance we didn't. I spent the day with her and I know she enjoyed herself as much as I did. Wrapping a towel around my waist I walk out the room feeling more awake now but as I look for a note I see a piece of paper on the bedside, walking over to it all the possibilities of what it could say come up to mind but when I look down, that possibility didn't come to mind.

Marriage certificate with my name and Tara name looks straight back at me and I fall onto the bed taking a seat, I am married? Running a hand though my hair I finally spot the wedding band on my finger, how the f**k did that just happen. Taking the ring off my finger I wrap it around my chain around my neck not needing anyone to find this information out knowing my background isn't the most cleanest but I don't need a enemy finding that information out before I even found the second half of this marriage. Myself and married in the same sentence, I didn't think it would happen.

I am married...

Grabbing my suitcase I sign out grabbing all the evidence even the marriage certificate with our names on needing to know if this damn thing is real, I cant be married. I never intended on getting married and I especially don't believe in divorce. I need to find my wife wanting to know why she ran instead of waking me up and talking to me about it, we could have come up with something, anything. Throwing my bag in my car I pull out my phone needing to know where I got married and if it was all legal, I cant even remember getting married so surely not they would marry two people who weren't sober enough to consent to the whole thing.

I hack into the street cameras following my tracks and when I see myself walk into a church with tara wrapped in my hands I put my foot down and floor it too the little church, I need all the camera footage of that night in my hands and any evidence of us walking outside the hotel, I don't need anyone else finding out this. I don't need anyone know I got married at all.

Parking outside I grab the marriage certificate and walk inside to see a priest standing there looking at me, I slam the marriage certificate on the desk looking at him dead in the eye showing all my power. If I have to shove his face into it I will, I will do anything for answers. I need answers as I am slowly loosing my mind right now as Tara has already left and left me with this. The priest looks at me with smile, I know damn well we cant get an annulment as I know we f****d each other, it was written all over the hotel room. I saw one used c****m on the floor and I am hoping she was on the pill, the last thing I need right now is a pregnant wife walking around the world.

"Oh yes I remember you and your wife. You came in even with your own rings, I didn't think I would see two people so in love with each other, you couldn't take your eyes or hands off each other" he smiles sliding me photo evidence which I grab and storm out the church knowing I am completely f****d, but as I look at the photo I see how happy we both are, tara would have been an absolutely beautiful wife and I cant believe I was drunk for this to happen. In fact we both look completely out of it, Tara looks worse with a drink in her hand.

Sitting back in my car I wipe all the evidence of me and tara ever being here from the cameras knowing no one, no one can find out that I have a wife, I wife that ran from me. Being a mafia king comes with its own risks adding a wife into the mix is chaos, I may not love the women but I do like her and respect her, and now she's running I need to find her before my enemies find out that she's mine. The first moment I spotted her I knew she be mine and I didn't think it would end like this but now she's mine I plan on keeping her, I plan on loving her and watching her have my heirs however didn't expect for it too happen this quick. I royalty f****d it up and now I have to find her and show her I want to make this work.

Wife... Never thought I would say that but as I return home a month later trying to find my wife, I hide all the evidence and pretend to get on with me life while secreting finding her, she ran once and I know she wont run again I will make sure of it. So far no one is the wiser I got married and I would love to keep it that way.

Mafia king is who I am and thats my life so when I find my wife I plan on making sure she's safe, I don't intend to tell her who I am straight away, I will give her my cover in hopes she trusts me first and I know thats a risk however I don't want her running and running into my enemies hands, she's a part of me now and I protect those. I have killed enough men and been tortured to know what they would do too her.