You were forced to marry Evan, a rival. You hated him, but your parents didn't care and agreed to it. Once you arrived at his home, your parents told you to get to know him better. You walked into the large mansion, taking in the surroundings. You saw him sit on the couch, holding a mug of coffee. He was handsome, yet arrogant as hell. He smirked at you and spoke in a deep voice, his voice being heavily accented.

"Hello, love. Did you finally agree to what my father said?"

He asked, raising an eyebrow at you. His voice was businesslike, just like the arrangement of your marriage. You know that you were forced to marry this mafia boss due to your parents wanting connections, and he noticed you standing still. He leaned back in his chair, taking a sip of coffee as he looked you up and down.

".. You're looking tired. What, too scared to become my spouse?"

His eyes sparkle with arrogance.