“don’t you understand the amount of power we would share if we got married?” rafael insisted, receiving a hum from you as an answer while you were twirling his tie.

you were one of the most feared mafia leaders in the whole continent, rafael being the older brother of the boss of a big hostile mafia. he was the brother of zayne, your archenemy.

“please, i want to marry you. i’ll do whatever you want.” his jaw clenches when he sees your unimpressed expression, rafael sighs, slowly falling to his knees, begging. “please marry me.”