Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (books for men to read .TXT) 📗

He might be a bad guy but he is a gentleman to the core. He was trained very well and I like that fact about him.

We walked out of the hotel and entered the car. The car was already waiting for us at the entrance. He opened the door for me as always and I slid in.

The driver drove off without asking where we were headed.

"Is this your car?" I asked Roman the question that has been lingering in my mind.

"Yes." He answered as he glanced at me shortly.

"Hmm." I nodded my head.

"What about the car of yesterday that drove us from the airport?" I asked him.

"I own it too." He answered me politely.

"Hmm. How many cars do you have in total in this country?" I asked him again.

"About five or six." He said recalling the amount of cars he has.

"You are really loaded, dude." I said with a smile as I smacked his arm playfully.

He let out a little smile in wonder. He was surprised about my actions.

"Seriously?" He asked.

"Sorry about that." I said as I composed myself.

"It is not like you are not loaded." He said in mockery.

"How am I loaded?" I asked him.

"You have a rich husband and father, not to talk of having the most powerful men in Russia as husband and father." He dramatically said.

"I know that already but I can't buy cars like you did. I am broke as a person." I pouted.

"With the credit card alone I gave you, you can buy any car you want. And I am sure the card your father gave you must be filled with huge money." I said.

"Are you teasing me right now?" I asked him.

"No, I am not. I promise you. You can use it to buy anything you want." He assured me.

I smiled. I can buy anything I want with the two credit cards in my hands. 

"We are here, sir." The driver announced.

"Here we are." He said as he straightened his shirt.

"Don't get down, I will open the door for you." He said as he got down from the car and came to my side and opened the door for me to get out. He pulled out his hand which I gladly took. I got out of the car and he collected my bag for me. I didn't object this time in fact, I was expecting him to carry it.

I looked over to the beautiful view before me. It looks so exquisite and magnificent. The building is so huge.

"Where are we?" I asked him in awe.

"Museum" he answered as he placed his hand around me.

"Let's go in." He said and I nodded. We walked hand in hand into the museum. 

"Welcome to Bangkok National museum. Your entry is 200 baht each." The person said. 

"Okay." Roman said as he brought a foreign currency and gave it to the person.

"Here are your tickets." The person said as he gave Roman tickets after collecting the money and putting it in the drawer.

Roman collected it and gave me one.

"We need a person to give us a tour around the museum." He said to the man.

"Then you have to pay extra money if you need the guardian to stay with you until you leave since you are not a Thais." He said.

How did he know that?

"I thought it was free." Roman said.

"No." He said.

"Okay." He gave the receptionist the money he asked for. The receptionist called a person to give us a tour around the museum and he did.

"The man is a fraud, they don't collect money for giving someone a tour." Roman mumbled to me.

"It is all over his face. We should have reported him since you know." I gossiped with him.

"Just leave him alone. Let's go." We then followed the young man and he showed us around. He took us to the three spaces in the museum which are; Siwamokhaphiman hall, Buddhaisawan chapel and the Red house. He also told us their history. Then he told us about the historical statuses and the weapons used in the war and so on.

After spending almost two hours in the museum, we went away from it but we ate Thai dishes, then we went to baan silapin, one of the best traditional puppet shows in Bangkok. We had fun with our lives watching shows. It was really amazing. I couldn't stop laughing after we left the place.

Then we went to the Bangkok culture and art center. The bottom floor was an art library which we checked out, then we went to the upper floor, but not before putting my bag in the locker.

We checked  out the galleries and we took pictures. Surprising right? Yes, we took pictures together. And it was amazing.

We then went to the top two floors where there was a huge exhibition room with different hot styles of the exhibitions in them and then a spiral ramp, video arts, statues, performances and so on.

One painting attracted it and I wanted it immediately.

"Can they sell this painting?" I asked Roman.

"No." He answered, looking tired already. I know all these things aren't his things, they ain't like the mafia businesses but he is still catching up with everything.

"Why? I should have enough money to buy it. You told me that I can buy anything with the credit cards." I said to him as I frowned a little at him.

"These paintings aren't for commercial purposes." He explained.

"Too bad I like it and I wish to get it. Can't we talk to the manager. I am sure he will sell it after offering him a huge amount of money to buy it." I said stubbornly.

"I promise you. It is against the law here. Just forget about it. We can go to private exhibitions to buy any painting you want." He tried to convince me.

"It's okay. I don't like it any longer. It is just a painting anyway." Let's continue checking them out.

And we didn't but I couldn't take my eyes off that particular painting. I kept looking at it with the side of my eye. It was a simple yet elegant painting which I think defines me but if I can't own it, it's nothing.

We left the center around 6:30pm and we arrived at the hotel at almost Seven o'clock on dot. We ate dinner and after eating dinner, we were eager to make love to one another and we did.