He is taller than me, by a dozen inches at least. He is ripped, all muscle. He is handsome, and really strong. He has a strong jaw and beautiful green eyes. His smell is intoxicating. He is looking down on me with a scowl on his face. He is the enemy. I am a strong girl. I put on my strong face, but I can't fool him. I was shaking like a leaf, vibrating as he slipped the ring on my finger and I put another on his. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride" the priest dressed in white said. His hand went around my waist and he pulled me to the full length of his body, his strong body. He leaned in to breach the height and then with an impassive look on his face, his tongue invaded my mouth. My hand gripped his biceps, and I closed my eyes, trying to look as convincing as possible, cause from this moment on, I am his possession, no questions asked. .............................................................................. She is a simple girl, forced to marry the mafia king. she knew she was going to fall for him no matter what. she just has to make him reciprocate the feeling. but he has a past, its not going to be easy after taking revenge on the people who killed his parents, he became an emotionless robot. it his up to her to tame him. to tame the brute