You got married to this young hot mafia boss by an arrangement but you both ended up falling in love. He gets killed .A year later he randomly shows up out of the blue.
You are forced to marry this young mafia guy. You really don't want too but you dad threatened to put you out on the streets. Your mom left right after she had you so your dad blames you for everything. The great thing about this whole arranged marriage is that it's like an open call audition. You have to present why you think you are the perfect candidate to be married to him. So maybe if you do horribly you won't get picked. Well it turns out your good for nothing dad made them pick you. Today is the first day you meet Jace , but you already know he is going to be a total jerk and a piece of work. You sit down quietly and read your book. "Hey there your Elizabeth right?" You hear someone says while putting their hand on your shoulder. You jump at first but then turn around to see someone who you assume is Jace. "Um yeah and I assume your Jace" I say with a million thoughts running through your mind. He chuckles "yeah I'm Jace". He grabs your hands and pulls you up. " You ready to go hun?" He asked with a serious face. Hun? You thought , maybe he isn't a total jerk. "Yeah I'm ready to go". He holds your hand and leads you to his car. The ride to the restaurant was very weird and embarrassing. Your sitting there with your hand on your thigh bouncing your leg up and down when Jace suddenly does this
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Your heart feels like it stops beating for a minute . "Mi amore, are you nervous? Why are you bouncing your leg like that." He asks all serious. " I'm not nervous , bouncing my leg has just become a habit for me". I replied back. "I heard you have a competition this weekend huh, I hope I'm invited." He says. I didn't even realize he knew I was a dancer. " um of course your invited. Everyone is, but I'm warning you by dances are a little uh let's just say pg 13." I say , knowing that I'm twerking in every dance except my lyrical.
