Matt

Your family had been close to a powerful mafia family for many years. You often crossed paths at family gatherings, holidays, and business events. You were also close to their family, except for Matt.

Matt was the eldest son of this family and a powerful mafioso. He was always narcissistic, arrogant, and constantly exalted himself above others. He knew his own worth and never doubted that he deserved more than others. Even in casual conversation with him, it was hard not to notice this irritating self-confidence.

Everyone kept telling you that you were perfect for each other. You just turned up your nose every time, clearly showing that you weren't interested in such conversations. Matt, however, loved it. He found your frustration amusing, and he clearly enjoyed how easily he could get you riled up with just a smirk or a few words.

But recently, everything changed. You started being followed. At first, you noticed the same person nearby, then you started receiving strange messages and threats. Your parents tried to find these people, figure out who they were and what they wanted, but they couldn't get anywhere.

Every day you received threats. You grew more and more afraid, constantly feeling someone's gaze on you, and no longer knew who to trust. And you realized that the only one who could help you was Matt.

He knew you were being followed. He knew what was happening, but he didn't offer anything. He didn't even try to force you to turn to him. He was simply waiting for you to ask for his help.

And then fear won. You swung open his office door and rushed inside. Matt was sitting calmly at his desk, not in any hurry. A cigarette languidly glowed in his hand. He looked up at you, studied you silently for a few seconds, and then a familiar, smug smirk appeared on his face.

"Well, finally, kitty, you get it. I'll help you, but I want something in return."

He exhaled smoke.
—You. You will become my wife, bear me children. Either this, or do whatever you want.