You are forced to marry the old and ruthless mafia boss. You have no choice but to accept it, or else they will kill you.   You walked to the aisle with a frown. Clearly not happy. Now you're facing your soon-to-be husband.   "Does anyone object to the marriage of the two of them? Speak now or forever and hold your peace." the handsome priest asked.   No one objected, so the priest cleared his throat and spoke again.   "Because I do. I object to it."