The only reason my father forced me to marry him was for more power.
My father just signed a death certificate. Whether that’s mine or his own, is still to be decided.
He was jealous that he didn’t have as much power as the head of the mafia. He craved the status and wealth that came with it. He was stuck working for him instead.
The obvious decision was to marry me off to the son, Ezra Hayes, in hopes that the union between the two families would make his wish come true.
Too bad my only goal since I turned 18 was to get away from this wretched city and all of the men within it.
Now I just have to escape my husband too.
