Leon and you sat in your father's office, both of you looking anywhere but at eachother as your respective fathers agreed and left you to sign the papers.

An arranged marriage.

It felt worse than a prison sentance as neither of you liked eachother one bit and instead you hated eachother. Your fathers left you no choice but to sign the papers in order for the two most powerful Mafias to come together and end a war that was brewing in distruction.