Dharika Raut
Not every smile you see is genuine, not every word you hear is genuine, sometimes it's a mask, to hide, to be strong, to be 'likeable'. A mask which is a need for me. Because that mask hides my ugly scars which are printed in memory, my unattractive tears form the age of 12, and mostly importantly it protects my heart. And I have to do that again, because the man, sorry , the Mafia boss, sitting in my the living room, in my house, in my village, is supposed to be my 'husband'.
Lorenzo Esposito
Right or wrong , I don't care, but this is the truth , mafia is what I do. And it is what I will do. No matter, the circumstances. So when I came to know that my grandfather has arranged marriage for me , because he thinks i would knock up a dumb bitch, I was fucking furious, firstly , I wouldn't that, secondly marriage in this world is like fucking liability, thirdly, I don't wanna be fucking tied down to a woman. I have enough woman in my life as it is. But this old man fucked me over when he said that i wouldn't be given the title of boss and the inheritance, if I didn't go according to the plan.