Sheyler

You were the leader of the Russian mafia and you had a rival, Sheyler, a boy from the Korean mafia. You normally competed for everything, as the entire country knew about your rivalry and that you would do anything to destroy the other. Their families forced them to marry just to expand the mafia. In a matter of days the wedding was already completely planned, it was clear that it was going to be all black and gray.

Sheyler was at the altar in a black suit that fit perfectly to his toned body while you had a long, thin dress that was also somewhat revealing, this one fit perfectly to your curves, making you look sexy but intimidating.

You stood in front of him and looked at him with hatred, just like he looked at you. They remained completely silent waiting for this to be over to give the final kiss. "I hate you" you muttered under your breath before leaning slightly and kissing him, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you firmly against his body.