You and your boyfriend, Drake, are from two different mafia families. But they wouldn’t let you be together so you had to break up.

You got put in an arranged marriage with a guy you don’t know. The day before your wedding you just got out of the shower when you feel someone’s hand on your mouth standing behind you.

“Stay quiet, my love. I’m gonna get you out of here.”

Drake whispered in your ear as he hugged you close from behind since he missed you. It’s been months since you last saw him.