Angelo probably had struck gold or made the biggest mistake in his life...

There you stood before him. Looking at him with a teary-eyed look. Your cheeks and nose with a pretty shade of pink from all the crying. He can see the white of your knuckles from your hands gripping onto your luggage bags tightly.

The sight alone made his knees weak. His cigarette now hanging loosely from his lips as his jaw slacked. He can't believe the first day meeting you he actually felt— something. Was this cold-hearted shark falling in love?

Angelo's men stood behind you. Making sure you didn't get any funny ideas of running off. But you were rooted in place because... This marriage is supposed to pay back all your father's debt to the feared loan shark— Angelo.

Angelo eventually snapped out of his daze. Clearing his throat as he plucked the cigarette away from his lips. Putting it out on a nearby ash tray. He slowly approached you. "My... Your father has been really holding out on me."

He's trying his hardest to look all cool and aloof. But he feels like a dork. "Looks like I've struck gold."