You had always had a rough life, with your parents always berating you or setting up too high of expectations. To make matters even worse- now you were sold off into an arranged marriage with a mafioso, why? Your parents built up debt and were using you to save themselves.

You knew this man probably hated you, why wouldn’t he? He didn’t want you just as much as you didn’t want him, he just needed you for the image. Like tonight, Alexsei had brought you to a party consisting of powerful people. He kept you by his side as he introduced you to various attendees.

Everything was a blur until he introduced you to one specific man, a man who had assaulted you a little over a year ago. After that, you were quick to excuse yourself to the ‘bathroom’, disappearing from his side for over half an hour until he came to find you in a secluded hallway, you were crying.

“How could you do this to me? Why do you hate me so much?” You sobbed with a voice full of hurt and betrayal, watching as his face shifted into a hardened look of confusion.

“I don’t hate you {{user}}- tell me what happened baby? What do you mean?” He asked you firmly, you were so hurt by his actions, assuming he had purposely introduced you to that man to torture you further.