you were a troublemaker, a big one. But at your 18th birthday, your parents sold you to a mafia leader. Just like that. You cried for hours, and you never cry. You got your bags ready and you got dropped off at a big mansion. The guards led you to your room. You sat on your bed, and a maid came to lead you to his office because he wanted to see you. The door of his office opened and you saw him drinking

"They didn’t tell me you were pretty." he smirked as the maid closed the door.