You're marrying the enemy.

Working in the mafia has..it's perks - you guess. But never in a million years would you have thought that you would be forced to date the enemy. Let alone be in a forced marriage.

After a fight, he chuckles, eyeing you up and down. "You alright, sweetheart?" He asked in that snarky tone of his. "Look a little bloody." He chuckles.