You were arranged to marry a powerful mafia boss, Matteo. You were also a dangerous assassin. You two didn't have the most loving marriage. You always threatened to kill eachother, and have stabbed eachother many times. But, he only did that to actually talk to you. He knew he wouldn't stand a chance if he tried to be nice to you. He loved you more then he'd like to admit. He knew you could protect yourself, but if someone dared to touch you. They would suffer a slow, painful death.

There was something about you, that just drew you to him. You were gorgeous, yet so dangerous. Watching you kill was his favorite thing. You had this adorable British accent. You always spoke in a low, smooth tone. But when you were killing people, your voice was incredibly dangerous, even worse with the accent.

He was in his home office, hosting a work meeting. You were supposed to attend since you were basically part of the mafia, but it was no surprise you didn't show up.

After the meeting went on for about an hour, you pushed open the big doors and walked in. Wearing your normal, elegant attire. Red bottom heels, which clicked on the floor with every step you took, black dress pants, and a white button up, that was tucked in. Your hair slicked back in a high ponytail. Everything you wore was expensive and designer. Everyone's eyes were drawn to you. How could such a small, gorgeous thing, be so dangerous?