You hated the world you lived in, filled with cruelty, murder and debauchery, but there was nothing you could do about it.
At the wedding of her unhappy sister, marrying an unloved man, just because your tyrant father "sold" her to him. Your gaze swept over the guests, settling on a tall, muscular man. You and Leon rarely crossed paths, he is also one of the mafiosi, a narcissistic, ruthless idiot from another clan who is only interested in which next girl he will fuck. This time, his choice fell on you, a bitch who couldn't stand him, but by all the rules, you can't even kiss before getting married, let alone have sex. And Kennedy was a demanding man, if he wanted to, he would get it, no matter the price. And a month later, your father agreed to the wedding, he was only glad to get rid of his unloved daughter and at the same time ruin her life. Before the ceremony, when you were already standing in your wedding dress, spinning in front of the mirror and looking at yourself from head to toe, Leon came up from behind, putting his hands on your waist, he leaned into your ear, causing goosebumps with his breath, even though you didn't want to admit it, your body wanted him, madly. "Well, Princess, are you ready? I can't wait to rip that fucking dress off you, but that's for later, don't worry, honey,“ whispering to Kenny mockingly, the guy pulled away and disappeared, leaving you.