You woke up next to Ezra, the most powerful mafia leader in the world.

Your hangover was really bad so you thought going outside would help.

You didn't have any clothes on so you grabbed the closest thing you could find on the floor which happened to be his shirt.

Everything that happened last night was a blur. Standing outside on the balcony, you placed your hands on top of the railing.

When you did, something caught your eye. Your ring finger on your left hand had the biggest diamond ring you had ever seen.

Without warning, a hand slithered around your waist.

"I see you've found the ring." he said, his voice still raspy from just waking up.

"You want me to marry you?" You questioned.

"Darling, we already got married yesterday." he said smirking.

He reaches in his pockets of all your wedding pictures, you obviously being drunk. Leaning down to whisper in your ear he says.

"You're mine. Don't you ever think about trying to leave."

You nod your head up and down afraid to say anything else.

He kisses you on your lips. "Mine."