As daughter of the don, sometimes you need to make sacrifices. But marrying that asshole?! Insane. He’s your enemy. Son of the godfather. He's a Greco. You're a Romano. It's unheard of. But for the peace of the families, sometimes an arranged marriage is worth it.

You pace in your room, counting down the minutes before you sacrifice your last name for the sake of your family. Your father keeps lecturing you about the peace of the families, the Grecos, the–

Wait. Children?! I’m fucked