Chapter 21: The Union

Marco Conti's POV

I did not spend the night at Anastasia's house. I don't think she would mind but it was me that I was afraid of. Afraid that I cannot think about the things that I will do if I ever in her proximity again. oh, how many things I wanted to do to her.

So, it was morning and we decided to meet in front of the court hall. I don't think we might have a wedding but to sign our names on the marriage certificate would be enough for the plan that we wanted to extrapolate from it. It was necessary.

I was wearing my usual clothes, my formal business suit, black Armani, tailored to my body. I brushed my hair slightly to make it look disheveled. I know how much she would go crazy to run through my hair. I smirked at that thought. It would not be long before she can do anything she wanted with my hair.

Then, I saw her. She was a gorgeous sight, I cannot deny it. Every male that has come past he was looking her up and down her gorgeous body. It was almost noon and today's weather was like a perfect summer day.

she wore a pastel green dress as her auburn hair was cascading her back as she was waiting for me. Anastasia was checking her phone as her eyebrows were knotted together. That means she was thinking very hard.

"Had been here for long?" I asked as she turned to look at me. The sudden tension was left off her face before she smiled at me. I smiled back at her.

"well, I can say that but you know, I would say you have to be more punctual than this," she said as her eyes were twinkling with delight. I smirked at her before pulling her into my arms and I was about to kiss her before she avoided me.

"not in public," she said as she went ahead into the hall. I scoffed at her rejection but I calmed myself as I knew tonight will be inevitable for her and me.

To consummate our marriage and declaration of our feelings for each other.

We went inside and she was waiting for me as I walked to her side before we took a number to see a judge and witness. It was not uncommon for foreigners to marry in a foreign land but it's just a little different. But, in Greece, we have all kinds of madness around this land.

"Are you nervous?" I asked Anastasia as she was fidgeting her hands, the sign that she was thinking about something but I hoped it was not about having a second thought in our union, willingly or not. She chuckled nervously.

"well, I hope that Alfred and Val would not find out about this. I hate it when they have the leverage that was supposed to be ours," she said as she looked at me. I smiled. I know what she was thinking so I hoped that as well.

we were called and when we were ushered to the room, the judge and witness asked for our documents which we already prepared for. I was using my real name and property. Anastasia was doing the same thing as me. I hope those two will not be found by Alfred and Val.

"Are you guys ready?" The judge asked us. We nodded before she cleared her throat as she was reading our documents. She looked at me before she looked at Anna. It was obvious that she knew who I was and she did not like the fact that I was married to this woman beside me.

"Mr. Conti, do your family knows about this arrangement?" She asked. I flashed her one of my infamous smiles, charming her to get my way.

"oh, of course, your honor. But they have been busy with the company and school that I can handle myself to get married without them insight, right?" I asked her before she blinked a few times before she cleared her throat again.

"well, if you say so, and you little madam, did you force him to be with you?" She threw the accusation on Anna that made her glare at the judge.

"I don't think that—"

"no, your honor, she was the one that I was trapping wit myself, I cannot take my eyes off her the moment I saw her," I said as I reached for her hand. I kissed her knuckles before she narrowed her eyes at me. I winked at her before I turned my gaze to the judge. She was reading our body language as we were really falling in love or just wanted to commit fraud.

"Very well, if you say so yourself. So with the power that was given to me, I pronounced you man and wife. You may kiss your bride," she said as she was signing the marriage certificate before handing us to sign our names. I did not insist Anna change her last name but if she did, I would be the happiest man alive.

"now, for that kiss, you refuse this morning," I said as I pulled her face with my hands. I was claiming her mouth in front of this judge and the witness. I don't care what they think. I just wanted to claim what's mine.

"Hmm," Anna moaned as I was holding my lips to her. She was snaking her hands around my neck as she pulled me closer. The sound of the gravel knocked us out of our make-out session.

"Please continue elsewhere as I have much more important things to do. next!" The judge shouted as I went to take the certificate in my hand and we went out of the court.

"well, that's done. What do you want to do?" I asked Anna as she was stopping to put our marriage certificate in her bag. We were now married, man and wife, I was her husband and she was my equal, my wife.

"well, I think we need to get something to eat because I did not have anything since yesterday. Let's get some lunch," she said as she pulled me in the direction of the restaurant that she wanted to go. I smiled. I think I could get used to her commanding presence in my house.

"what do you have in mind?" I asked her. She glanced up at me as she wrapped her arms around me like we were a normal couple. But we both know that was not true. We were more than normal. We were deadly if combined.

"you'll see," she said as she was smirking at me, making me smile for the anticipation that she had in store for me.

Anastasia Honchar's POV

It was a 5-star restaurant that I was sure Marco would love to spend his money on me. Not that I wanted him to but if he insisted, who was I to deny the pleasure of being paid by my new husband.

I went to the hostess that was looking at the reservation. I did have one for today's special occasion and I wanted to make sure that we get to know each other better before we went to the next stage.

"Table for 2 under Conti, please," I said in Greek as the woman was smiling at us. She looked in her book before she grabbed two menus and went to show to our table. It was a private booth as I have requested. Marco pulled the chair for me and I thanked him before he took his chair in front of me.

"here's the menu. When you're ready, you can sign for a waiter to attend to you," she said. I smiled at her as I was nodding. She dipped her head slightly before she went to attend the upcoming guests to the restaurant.

I opened the menu and it was expensive as hell. I don't think Marco would bring me to this kind of establishment but we're already here.

"so, what are you having?" He asked me as he was scanning the menu.

"hmm, I think I have a steak, what about you?" I said as I closed the menu. He smirked at me before he signaled for the waiter. A waitress came and introduced herself as Flora.

"What I can get you?" She asked me in Greek. It was a hint of American accent but who was I to judge, right?

"We have a steak and gnocchi. Chardonnay for the drink," Marco said in his authoritative voice. I wondered what he did for a living to have such a command.

"they only come in a bottle for that drink," she replied.

"a bottle then," Marco said as he was focusing on me. I was looking at his side profile before he caught me staring. Damn him!

"will that be all?" The waitress asked. He nodded before she disappeared from our sight to get out food done.

as we were drinking on our wines, some commotion was happening. I wanted to look at who was it but it was the waitress that has taken our order before. A man was grabbing her as she hissed at him. He did not care before he threw some money at the manager and they went out of the restaurant. It was chaos but no one pay any attention.

"Why do people just stood like a log?" I asked Marco as he was eyeing the scene. He shrugged.

"maybe they smart enough to stay in their shit rather than jump in and punch that guy," he said as he looked with interest. I have a feeling that he knew that guy.

"who was it?" I asked. He shrugged. yup, he knows him.

"Well, let's just say you don't want to mess with him," he said before our food came and we indulged in it, forgetting the scene immediately as the scent of the food made my mouth waters.

"bon appetite," Marco said before he sipped on his wine, looking dangerously sexy in that post.