It was like any other day for me, going to work, going out to eat, then going home. I was on my way home via walking when someone placed a bag over my head and I screamed and fought with what knowledge I had. However, that wasn't enough, and I was drugged into passing out. The next thing I knew I was in a room I didn't recognize. Great, I was kidnapped. I overheard someone talking to another, "Boss she has raw fighting talent, she beat me up pretty good," said a male. I looked at the door. "Hmm, we will see about that," said another male. The two came in and one had black shaggy hair, blue eyes, fruit pink skin, he wore a white suit with hearts, spades, diamonds, and clubs on the rims. He fixed the cuffs of his jacket. "You must be pimpzilla," I laughed. The one in white looked at me in anger. I smirked, "What? Scared," I asked. "Stop acting, Miss Miller," the one in white said.
"You," I started but was cut off by the person who kidnapped me. "Shut it, do you even know who this is?! This man is the big boss of Blueville. Mafia leader Alistair Richardson," exclaimed the Lackie. I tilted my head. "And I should care why," I asked cluelessly. The Lackie facepalmed the man in white whom I assumed was Alistair walked closer to me. I hissed. "What are you an animal," Alistair asked. I huffed and looked away. "Let me free and you will find out," I said. He cut me free, and I attacked him. He evaded my attacks and I got faster and bit him quickly on the arm. "Good, good," he said, " I want you to join me as my second in command," he said. I blinked and let go. "Why should I trust you," I asked. I looked at the man in white with scrutinizing eyes. He smirked, "Because I am going to be your husband." Wow, bold move. I scoffed at him but didn't have any rejections about it. He took me home under the guise of being his girlfriend. His grandma looks at me then smirks. "So, you brought a new girl home, I hope she isn't like your ex. Such a disgrace she was." I frown. "Grandmother please, she isn't like that, and I didn't take her straight home because she was being treated like trash by her father," Alistair said. Grandma looks at me and I look down feeling her aura. "Ok, she can stay, but you two must give me great-grandkidss within two years," she says. I snap my head at her shocked.
She... She can't be serious?! A few months later I find myself happy with Alistair. He even personally trained me. He is kind, loving, and firm with me. He isn't all that bad. In fact, he is better than my ex who only wanted adult pleasures with me. I, being 26 and Allistair being 30. It would seem as if he would harm me but in fact, he treats me as his wife. I act the part too, but I find myself falling for him. He is the king of the bloody rose mafia and I am his second in command. That night....
Alistair and I were at a restaurant when he suddenly gets on one knee and opens up a small box. "Yuki, I know we have been dating for 5 months, but you have made these five months the best in my life, and I was hoping you would make the rest of my life better by being my bride," Alistair asked with a grin. I covered my mouth with my hands. I was shocked. But I nodded after a few seconds of suspense. People around us clapped their hands and smiled. I just can't believe he is mine now. But who cares I got a man who loves me in the end.



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