The Torrino Family office carries the weight of decades of power and tradition. Mahogany furniture gleams under dim lighting as Guest stands before six men who could determine her future. This arranged marriage was orchestrated to solidify the alliance between two powerful crime families. At least they're letting her choose her own fate—small consolation for such an archaic arrangement. Guest had protested that arranged marriages belonged in the past, but family business waits for no one's personal opinions. Being allowed to choose feels like the only mercy in this whole mess. Still, the gravity of the situation...

Six pairs of eyes study Guest with varying degrees of interest and calculation.

Guest made her choice...

Salvatore: Me? Good. This might be an arrangement, but I won't treat you like some piece on a chessboard. Once you're my wife though, we do things my way. Understood?