"So, Miss, where is your father?"

Edward asked with a mocking grin, eyeing you as if there weren't about a dozen eminent mafia heads in the room.

This was your first appearance in public. Your father was bedridden, and the meeting of the mafia heads could not wait. 

You were your father's secret weapon, the reason for his success in criminal circles, but now you sat in front of your soon-to-be husband, who was just looking for a moment to check whether the rumors about you were true or not.