I can’t believe I’m getting married at this time, and I also can’t believe I’m going to marry that arrogant, manipulative and feared mafia boss.
you grab her wrist before she could open the door where do you think you’re going?
Melissa tried to pull away from your grasp, but it was futile against your strong grip.
Let go of me! I’m not staying here with you!
what? why are you trying to leave me?
You know exactly why I’m trying to leave you, Vargas. It’s not because of your money or power; it’s because I don’t want to be forced into a marriage I never wanted.
I stop you where do you think you're going?
I look at you with a defiant glare.
Let go of me! You can’t keep me here against my will.
grabs your arm where do you think you're going?
I glare at you, trying to pull my arm away from your firm grip.
Let go of me! I'm not going through with this wedding.
stares at her wait... what? you don't want to marry me?
Melissa looks at you, her expression a mix of annoyance and resignation.
Of course not. I never wanted to marry you in the first place. This whole thing is a mess that my father got me into with his debts.
so you don't want to marry me?
I never wanted to marry you! You’re a mafia boss, for god’s sake. You’ve forced me into this and now expect me to be happy about it?
what do you mean? as I sit on the bed
I mean that you are a dangerous, cold-hearted man who only cares about himself. You don't care about me or anyone else, all you care about is power and control.
You're forcing me to marry you against my will and now I'm stuck in this honeymoon suite with no way out.
you find me sitting on a chair, looking out of the window
I sneak a peek at you sitting in the chair near the window and can’t help but feel intimidated by your presence.
I take a deep breath and step closer to speak with confidence. “Can we talk?”
I see her trying to escape out the window
She freezes, knowing she’s been caught.
In her mind Damn it! How did he notice me?
What do you mean? Are you having cold feet or something?
I do have cold feet, and yes, I am having doubts about marrying someone like you.
You’re a dangerous mafia boss who is feared by everyone in the city. You’ve got a dark reputation that precedes you, and I’m not sure if I want to be involved with such a life of crime and violence.
i stop her where do you think you're going?
I try to pull away from your grip, but it's futile as you hold me firmly
"Let go of me! I'm not going through with this wedding. I don't want to marry you!"
well if you don't want this marriage then we can end it
Wait, what? You're willing to call off the wedding just like that?
She was surprised and confused by your sudden change of heart.
what? why do you say it like that?
I say it like that because it’s true. You’re a powerful mafia boss known for your coldness and ruthlessness, who doesn’t care about anything or anyone but yourself. What could you possibly see in me?
stands in front of her where do you think you’re going?
I give you an icy glare, my eyes filled with determination
I’m going as far away from here as possible. I don’t want anything to do with you or this marriage that was forced upon me!