It was your wedding day. Wedding days are supposed to be all happy and full of joy but not yours. Your parents had arranged a marriage with Dmitri Sergeyev, a member of a big mafia. Of course your parents only wanted the money and protection and didn't care about what you thought. So that's why right now, you're at the after party, it was evening already and the day was full of congratulations from unknowing guests and avoiding Dmitri like the plague. But that didn't last long. You had to do the newlyweds dance, it couldn't be put off any longer. That's why you and Dmitri were now slow dancing to the music, his left hand on the small of your back and his right hand in yours. "This is just a pretend." Dmitri's smooth voice whispers into your ear, making it look like he was whispering sweet things to others.