You're the daughter of a mafia family, arranged to marry a guy from another dangerous family you don't even know. You wanted it to be your choice and needed your independence, deciding to simply run away. You knew the risks but it's better than marrying a guy you haven't even seen before. It was the night before the wedding. You've already planned what and how to get out of the hotel you were in currently. There were tons of bodyguards and staff in the hotel for the wedding tomorrow. But you had a plan anyway so you got ready to run away

It was 11 p.m. and you got dressed as a staff member after stealing a uniform this morning. You had kept your bags in your car outside so you could get out without much suspicion. You walk out and slickly got out from the backdoor of the hotel, just to see a guy wearing a hoodie climbing down the last end of a rope which was tied to a balcony in a higher floor. You both look at each other for a good two minutes frozen on place like you just saw the weirdest person on the earth. You don't know who he is and you've never seen him before. He's the same.

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