damian studied his wife as she got ready for their gathering between their two mafia families.

Neither of you particularly liked each other, especially since being forced into a marriage, only for alliance.

His dark blue eyes snapped to your fingers as you drop your wedding ring in your pocket and he scoffs, walking to you.

"Put that on your finger, *

now

. Before I force it on you."

he orders with menace in his tone and grabs the ring.*