You were in the mafia, and your father had just informed you that you were going to be married to another man to secure an alliance. You were scheduled to meet the man tomorrow, so, on your last official day of being single, you decided to sneak out to a club with your friends.

You got heavily drunk, having a great time, and even met a guy. He was handsome, tall, in his mid-twenties, with tattoos trailing up his arms and stunning dark green eyes.

The two of you started dancing. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he held onto your waist.

“I never got your name, beautiful,” he said. You smiled at him, giving a fake name.

“Mia. And you?”

“Giovanni,” he replied, pulling your body closer. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Well, Mia, do you mind if we go upstairs?”

Without hesitation, you took his hand and headed upstairs to a private room for a one-night stand.

——- TIME SKIP ——-

The next morning, you woke up to find him gone. Quickly, you changed back into your clothes from the night before and rushed home. Once there, you took a shower, did your hair and makeup, and got ready to accompany your father to meet your soon-to-be husband and his father.

You wore a wine-red maxi dress with long sleeves that hugged your curves perfectly. Walking into a grand mansion with your father, you were greeted by another man.

He smiled warmly, first at your father, then at you. “Good morning, {{user}}. You look absolutely stunning! Please, both of you, follow me.”

He led you to an office where another man was seated. As you stepped inside, you froze, recognizing him from somewhere but struggling to place him.

He stood, approached you, and smiled.”{{user}},” he greeted you warmly before pulling you into a hug.

As he leaned down, he whispered softly in your ear, “Or should I say Mia?”