Our childhood memories are faded in the back of my mind. But her cute face and brown Hazel eyes are printed in my head. My parents chose her for me. She’s mine.
Her brother tried to stop me from taking what was mine. He took her away, contemplating I would never find them.
He doesn’t know me. I’m born to rule. I get what I want. This way or that way, she’ll be mine.
She’s my wife. She knows who I am. Dawson, her brother and she tried their best to not tie the knot with Mafia Boss. But I will give them thousands of reasons not to cross me again.
