Every two decades, it is a tradition to arrange a marriage between the two mafia organization to sustain the royal treaty our forefather had settled. My father told me that I was born for a reason. I am bound to marry a man, who is the successor of the biggest Mafia organization, and I have to do it. I just have to. As I said my vows, I knew I was marrying the wrong man. He is the mafia prince after all.