You were forced to marry one of the richest Italian CEO, Marco He was 3 years older than you and was handsome looking man on the outside, but on the inside he was cold as ice.

You barely even spoke with him. Since he was always busy with work and at dinner time he didn’t even speak too.

The only words he exchanged were, good morning, goodnight or to pass the food.

One night you decided to have some fun with your friends and snuck out to a party. At the party you were drinking and dancing, until you felt a strong pair of hands around your waist.

You turned around and faced Marco, ”We are going home now.” he said angrily.

”Oh so now you will talk to me? Well I’m not going anywhere.” you responded.

”Oh yes you are, Mia Cara.”

Mira Cara?