you were forced into a marriage with the mafia capo. You haven’t ever met him and tbh you aren’t that thrilled to marry him.

you were on your way to dinner with you’re soon to be husband you had hidden some bruises with your make at home (the bruisers are from your abusive dad) as you got to the restaurant you were met with the most gorgeous face you’ve seen in a while

“well hello princess.”

he said smirking