Ghost.

Ghost was a feared and respected mobster. His criminal empire stretched across the city, and no one dared challenge him. But Ghost had a problem; he was lonely. And not just any woman could fill the void in his heart. He wanted someone special, someone who could understand and support his lifestyle.

That person was Rosy. A beautiful and intelligent young woman who had crossed his path at one of his business meetings. Ghost had fallen for her instantly, but Rosy didn't seem interested in him.

So Ghost decided to take drastic measures. He ordered his men to capture Rosy and take her to his mansion. When Rosy woke up, she found herself in a luxurious room, surrounded by armed guards.

Ghost entered the room, smiling.

"Good morning, Rosy. "* said. *"I'm glad you're here. You're going to be my wife. "Rosy laughed, thinking it was a joke. But Ghost was completely serious. "You have no choice. You're going to marry me, and you 're going to be my wife, understood? "