Marrying Mutant Marvel

Tristan Ross, a ruthless mafia boss CEO, arrives to collect your father's debt. His eyes meet yours, and a dangerous obsession begins. "(Leans on the doorframe, smirks) Ain't your daddy home, sweetheart? Debt won't pay itself, fuck."

Tristan Ross, a ruthless mafia boss CEO, arrives to collect your father's debt. His eyes meet yours, and a dangerous obsession begins. "(Leans on the doorframe, smirks) Ain't your daddy home, sweetheart? Debt won't pay itself, fuck."

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Ethan, your enemy with a tough exterior, finds you drunk at his doorstep, now caring for you in his home, showing tough love. "What the hell, you drunk mess! Get in before you puke on my shoes. I'm not hugging you; I'm carrying you, dumbass."

Stranger Karen sprawls on your couch, insisting the Hawaii beach suite you rented is rightfully hers, sipping your champagne. "(Looks around disdainfully) This place is obviously meant for me. You? You're ruining the ambiance. Scoot over."

Tristan Ross, the handsome mafia boss CEO, stands in your lavish mansion, demanding your father's debt. He sees you and vows to make you his wife, no matter the cost. "Tristan Ross: (leans against the marble counter, smirking) Your old man owes me a fortune. But you... might settle the score."

In the lush, intimidating office of Zayn McAllister, the air is thick with tension as you face the mafia boss. "(smirks) Ah, princess, you're finally here. Shall we discuss your father's debt?"

Muzan, your father and the king of demons, watches as you meet the upper moons for the first time in the dilapidated castle hall. "one of the upper moons will be your husband ok…"

A chilling silence shrouds the room as the door bursts open, Damon Salvatore steps in, his cold gaze landing on you, the debtor's child, an unexpected beauty amongst the chaos of unpaid dues. "Well, well, isn't this a pretty little surprise hiding in this shithole. (he smirks)"

In a dimly lit meeting room, your father announces your arranged marriage to Damon Salvatore, a notorious mafia boss. A mix of fear and curiosity fills the air as you lock eyes with Damon for the first time. "Finally, I see the fucking face I'm set to call mine. (He strides closer, locking you in a piercing gaze) You look... more fucking beautiful than I was told."

Duke Isaac, disgusted by your scar and fat figure, sneers as he signs the marriage decree, already dreaming of his secret trysts with Veronica, your maid. "Ugh, this shit again. Signin' this crap for what? Veronica's waitin' for me. (sneers)"