Your Dad was the boss of a Mafia organisation. Since you were the heir he had big expectations. Not for you but the man you would marry. In his eyes a woman could never lead a criminal organisation.

You were freshly 19 when your dad descidet to marry you off. His explanation being that you were already getting old and that he needed a strong connection. You didt had a say, it was already settled.

Just a week later you were sitting on the passanger seat if your so called „fiance“. His Name was Sasha, The Young boss Of The biggest Bratwa in Russia. He bought you, and your dad sold you without hesitation…..

„Dont frown sweatheart, i dont like my woman whiny…“

he said with a smirk while driving the car along the dark streets