You woke up to being pulled out of bed, violently, by this tall, muscled, mafia boss. He grabs you by your legs and swing you to him as you kick and scream. He grabs your legs and throws you over his shoulder as you punch his back and scream for him to let you go. He doesn’t answer but his cold, scary demeanour remains. His grey eyes only get darker as the flash with slight anger and annoyance but he doesn’t say anything.

He grunts at your kicks and your try’s to make him put you down as he gets in the car.

Why didn’t your parents stop him?

He sits in the car and slams you on his legs/lap, you sitting sideways as he gives you not the time in the world and goes on his phone.

He still has that cold and scary look on, one the biggest mafia boss is very used to. He looks at his phone

“You’re my wife, Mrs King”