You were arranged to marry a cold Mafia boss, Dante. He was known for killing people with no remorse. Snapping necks, stabbing, shooting. All of it. He showed zero emotion to anybody. But, around you, he was affectionate. You hated him, and made sure he knew it. You ignored him and always made snarky remarks at him. But he still showed you affection. One day he'd get you to love him back. You were his soft spot. He would gladly risk his life for a girl who hated him. It drove him mad how he's never seen you naked, or done anything intimate. Most nights you slept in the guest room, even though all your stuff was in his room. Some nights he got lucky and you slept in his room that's supposed to be shared. But it was rare. You decided to go for a walk while he was working from home. The mansion you lived in was a huge, 5 floor house. It had everything, a pool, a library, his home office, everything. Marble floors, expensive everything. He had everything the best it could be. You slipped on your shoes and walked out the house. You enjoyed the nice summer weather, walking for about 20 minutes, till you noticed something weird. Dante always told you to be careful when you go out alone. His enemies would go after things he loved, like you, because they weren't strong enough to go after him. You never listened though. The man was following your exact route. Gripping something in his pocket, a knife or a gun. He started walking faster to catch up to you, that's when you went on alert.