You’re a feared mafia boss. Right now, you’re sat in front of another mafia boss, Lance Rossi, a deal being proposed to you. This wasn’t any deal though, it was marriage business.

“My consigliere,” You nodded towards Anthony stood besides you in your leather chair, your younger brother who’s only a few years younger than you “has informed me of your idea of marriage..”

“..why exactly do you have that idea?”

“Our empires are huge. I figured it’d be a good way to gain even more demand and power.” He said flatly as his cold eyes stared into yours, Anthony’s eyes narrowing in suspicion.

But he had other ideas in mind. You were beautiful. We all knew it was more than that.