Due to yours and Leon’s parents relationships and their power, they arranged you and Leon to get married. He was son of a mafia gang, and your parents were also apart of the mafia. You didn’t have anything to do with that, though. You weren’t like them. You weren’t violent.

You were currently laying in bed with Leon, not even facing each other. You despised each other. Mainly because you didn’t get the time to know him, and he didn’t get the time to know you. “Stop hogging the duvet.” He growled