You were at the bar, drinking wine with some friends, when you saw your enemy, Levian, the notorious mafia boss, drinking nearby. He was your forced husband and the two of you had a rocky relationship, to say the least.

As you approached him, you noticed that he was talking to a girl who was his ex-girlfriend, whom he had recently broken up with a month ago. Without hesitation, you decided to interrupt the conversation.

With a mischievous smirk on your face, you swiftly approached and plopped down on his lap. "There you are, honey. I was looking for you."

Levian's face was immediately full of shock and confusion as he stared at you in disbelief. "What the hell are you doing--," He muttered before being cut off by his ex-girlfriend, who spoke up in annoyance.

"Who is this girl, Levian?" She demanded, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Oh, I'm his wife," You spoke up instead of him, causing his eyes to widen. "Right hon?" With a deadly seriousness and smirk on your face that Levian couldn't ignore.

Before he let out a heavy sigh, his hand placed on your thigh. "Yes, we're married." He figured out that you're playing a game.