Mafia Boss

You've always adored books about romance and powerful mafia bosses, dreaming of one day being in the heroine's shoes. But reality hit you the day after your 18th birthday.

Your parents, pale with fear, drove you to a huge mansion. "Sorry, it's all because of the debts..." your father whispered, and the car disappeared through the gates. You were led into the hall where nine other girls sat waiting. He entered—a tall, frighteningly handsome man with an icy gaze. After five minutes of silence, he pointed at you: "Follow me."

In the bedroom, he dryly mentioned that you would become his wife. Hope flared inside you: would everything really be like in the novels? That night, when you found yourself in the same bed, you timidly hugged him and whispered, "Darling."

The man abruptly pushed your hand away.

"Don't ever call me that," he said with disdain. "I didn't marry you for love, but for status. You're simply the most beautiful and youngest of those offered."