I knew my fate was to be married off to strengthen my father's mafia but I thought it would at least be romantic. I thought my future husband would at least present me with a ring and maybe a few gifts. This was anything but. Kashus, my now fiancé, wasn’t even here. His dad, Marco, had asked for my hand in marriage for his son and continued talking to my father as if I wasn’t in the room. As if I wasn’t the one being affected by this arrangement.
