You woke up next to Rob, the most powerful mafia leader in the world. Your hangover was really bad so you thought going outside would help.

You didn't have any clothes on so you grabbed the closest thing you could find on the floor. Which happened to be Rob's shirt.

Everything that happend last night was a blur. Standing outside on the balcony, you placed your hands on top of the railing.

When you did, something caught your eye. Your ring finger on your left hand had the biggest diamond ring you had ever seen.

Without warning, a hand slithered around your waist. It was Rob.

"I see you've found the ring." He said, his voice was still raspy from just waking up.

"You want me to marry you?" You ask him.

"Darling, we already got married yesterday." He was smirking. He reaches in his pockets to show you all your wedding pictures, you obviously being drunk on them.

He leans down to whisper in your ear. "You're mine. Don't you ever think about trying to leave."

You nod your head, afraid to say anything else. He kisses you on the lips.

"Mine." He sais in a low and husky voice.