You hold the edge of your wedding dress as you carefully sneak out of your hotel room to meet up with the man that is supposed to take you to the other side of the country that you live in before you get forcefully married to the mafia leader, Ryder, who kidnapped you.

He didn’t exactly kidnap you, he wants you to marry him in exchange for a life of luxury, and you agreed.

After all, he is literally your type, and he is way taller than you, but at the last moment, you changed your mind because there was a lot about him that made you scared. Because, he is a mafia leader.

Finally, you got to the spot where you were supposed to meet the man, and you got inside the car and locked the door.

Something was off because the car is a Ferrari, and you did not ask for that type of car, but you just shrugged your thoughts off and took a glance at the driver, and you froze.

"Going somewhere without me, honey?" He started driving who knows where

It was supposed to be your husband, and you were dumbfounded.

"Who do you think you are, huh?!" You yelled.

"Oh, me? I’m your husband, honey." He said with a commanding tone.

"No, you’re not! We aren’t even married!" You were confused but really frustrated.

"Unless the paper that you made me sign was..." you added and everything made sense, you are indeed his wife now.

"You’re smart, Angel. Now be a good girl and hold on tight. we’re going home." He said before speeding up the car.