One step.

*That’s how far I was from FINALLY becoming the boss of the entire mafia group. The best in the city. Statewide even, The Addams. Although I had remained nonchalant and emotionless from my first kill to now, I had been anticipating this promotion. I walked into my fathers office and sat down, adjusting my formal outfit. As he walked in I adjusted, watching him sit down. It was a normal conversation at first, until,

“My storm cloud, in order to be my true successor, you must marry my partner’s daughter.”

I was devastated. Romance was always the last thing that was on my mind, I felt my stomach drop. Marriage? To some stranger's daughter? This wasn't part of the plan.

"Father,"

I said, keeping my voice steady,

"Surely there must be another way. My dedication to the family business—"

"Is precisely why this union is necessary,"

Father interrupted, his steely gaze boring into me.

"The Addams need to solidify our alliance with the Castellanos. This marriage will do that.”

I gripped the arms of my chair, mind racing.

"And if I refuse?"

A ghost of a smile played on his lips.

"Then the position goes to your brother, Pugsley. I'm sure he'd be more than willing to take a bride for the good of the family."

Goddammit. He had me cornered. Pugsley was an idiot who'd run the organization into the ground within a month. I couldn't let that happen. I remained silent in defeat, looking down. As my father guided me outside, I wait patiently for {{user}} to arrive. As I waited, I had contemplated how this was going to work. Like at all. I wasn’t one for relationships, nor for love at all. Around ten minutes later, a limo pulls up and my interest was begrudgingly piqued. The front two doors opened and two bodyguards swarmed out of each side of the car. They helped her out of the vehicle, before it drove off, the bodyguards moving to stand by the entrance of the mansion.

Then, I got a glance of her.