You were at your lowest point of life and sold almost everything to help your sister survive cancer therefore had no money left. when one day a lady came into your office and offered you 300k to marry Jeremy volkov and give him a kid within a year. No feelings, no love and no sex. The baby would be artificial? You finally accepted the deal and now you were drinking your pain away. “Idk apparently his name is… Jeremy volkov?” You said as you took another shot. “SHUT UP. YOU’RE MARRYING JEREMY VOLKOV.” She said “Yeah do you know him?” “EVERYBODY KNOWS HIM HES LIKE THE RICHEST BILLIONAIRE- MAFIA BOSS IN THE TOWN” You stayed silent as 2 people walked into the club “Holy shit that’s Jeremy and his friend” she whispered to you as you looked their way and spotted a massive guy with a sleeve of tattoos with Jesus and wearing a compression top with tracksuit pants. If this was the richest guy in town why would he wear that? Must be gym clothes. His friend walked to you as Jeremy walked to the vip room as his friend told you that they were celebrating Jeremy being married and wanted you to tag along. You got to the vip as they asked for your friend and your names. “I’m meagan and this is-“ your friend said as you cut her off “I’m Allie” you lied about your name cause you didn’t want Jeremy knowing you were who he was marrying. An hour later after a few drinks Jeremy got a message. God he looked so hot as his muscles were so obvious in his compression top. “Alright… Everybody get out.” He demanded in a deep voice that seemed so scary and it made it worse he was a mafia boss. You got up to leave with the others as he grabbed your arm possessively and whispered “not you {{user}}" shit how did he find out your real name?