forum Marrying The Devil

Started June 30, 2020 by @Star_Girls_puppers_was_attacked

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( Male Name), The Mafia King known as the Devil ( Female name )known as an angel

The two are arranged to be married, forced my thier father's joining the two mafia's

But (female name) learns even the devil was an angel once

This sounds like fun! Could I join?

Sure!

Awesome, thank you! Should I be the devil or angel?

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Name: Vincent Acerbi
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Nationality/Race: American/Caucasian
Appearance: Vinny is pretty lean despite being tall. At 6'0(182.3 cm), he weighs around 175 lbs (79.5). His eye color is a dark brown; it does come off as black sometimes. Vinny likes to keep his natural black hair parted on the right side and out of his face. If strands ever fall in front of his face, he'll either tuck it behind his ears or put it in a little ponytail. He has a medium beige skin tone that gets tan during the summer time. Most of Vinny's outfits are either dress shirts, pants, and suit vests or a black tank top and cargo pants. At home, he'll have on a simple tee shirt and some pants. His favorite accessory is the silver watch that his father used to own.
Personality: He's sort of a workaholic; he will not stop till a certain job or task gets done. Vincent will push himself to the extreme as long as everything gets completed correctly. The man does have the habit of covering his face while yawning. To him showing signs of tiredness or sadness is something that's not necessary. It's a major flaw that Vincent pushes down all these feelings and thoughts in favor for maintaining a "strong" image. Speaking of hiding feelings, he is self critical. Whatever works for himself, works no questions wanted. No matter what happens, the guy doesn't explode with anger. Sure, it might look like good old Vinny is angry but he's not. He thinks there's no point in it if he's going to beat the crap out of someone or get what he wants. Vincent has is own ways with being protective and caring that might come off as not normal; rest assured he knows what he's doing. On a random note, Vinny is a good listener.
Likes: His work (obviously), books, boxing, thriller movies, and cats
Dislikes: Failing or making mistakes, coffee, hesitation, mixture of loud sounds, and interruptions
Hobbies: Reading, listening to music, swimming, and astronomy
Background: Vincent was meant to be in the Acerbi crime family whether he liked it or not. He isn't one to talk about himself or his past a lot, yet there's some things that everyone knows about him. When he was six years old, his father sent him to Sicily to live with his uncle who was a mentor to the young Vincent. Then at sixteen, Vincent came back home and started to do small odd end tasks for his father and the family. He became a made member at eighteen so it was a lot of back and forth with the mafia and college. Eventually, Vincent was more focused on the family then he started to put everything he could into it. Time went on, next thing we knew he's at the top; Vincent most defiantly will not stop there.
Other: Everyone calls him Vinny or Vince for short. He doesn't care what you call him, just don't tease him.

Sorry that took so long. Here he is! If there's anything needed to changed or added, just let me know. :)

Name: Cheryl Coleman
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality:bisexual
Nationality/Race:American/Caucasian
Appearance: Cheryl has short red hair with green eyes she loves leather and she has glasses but she hates wearing them, thier the big black square kind. She has a nose piercing, it goes on the side of her nose she also has a cartilage piercing she has a snake curled Around a rose tattooed on her arm she has two cherries tattooed on her side a fox on her back and angel on her collar
Personality: Cheryl is a total badass her father made her that way if she was in fear she was punished that's the life of a mafia for you everyone always underestimates her because of her mafia name but she is skilled in fighting and keeps a knife set strapped to her thigh
Likes:reading, music, tea, fighting, cherries
Dislikes:her father (sometimes) people underestimating her
Hobbies: reading, fighting
Background: she lost her mother very young she was shot so guns are her biggest weakness
Other: her nicknames are Cherry, red, angel, red fox

Cheryl closed her eyes Vincent's house was huge. Her father pulled her to sit down on the couch but she pulled back and remained in her spot leaning against the doorway Vincent and his father in the room with them. Cheryl flicked her hair ba k out of her eyes and crossed her arms her elbow resting against the wooden door frame as her father sat down on the couch with a sigh

You'd think that after running around the city for three days straight, you would get a little break. All of the sudden, Vincent's father walked into the office with "exciting news". The news was something else that's all Vincent could say.

The light in the study room was brighter than the man's expression. He found no point in faking it right now having his dad sitting right next to him. Vincent laid his right arm on the side of the sofa while having the other lay on his lap. For a moment he glanced over at Cheryl before back at Mister Coleman. "So it's settled then?", he questioned.

Mr Coleman nodded "Dad this is so unfair why do I have to do this"

"Cheryl we've been over this we need to join the two most powerful mafias in the world your mother and I were in an arranged marriage-"

*yeah and how did that in she was shot right between the eyes with a bullet I bet you just love for that to happen to me to then you wouldn't have to worry about this spoiled little brat running a muck and ruining up your plans" Cheryl said.

"CHERYL!" Mr Coleman yelled, making her flinch.

" I'm sorry" she apologized

Vincent tilted his head while listening. She sort of was right with what she said. Then again he's not a brat, but it couldn't be any worse. His fingers curled up into his palm as his lips slowly parted.

"Mister Coleman, sir, there's no need for that. It's alright.", Vincent reassured," Besides, with me, the only thing that'll hit between her eyes is comm-"

Before being able to finish, Mister Acerbi grabbed his son's chin and pinched his cheeks. Vincent brought his fists up, out of instinct, then suddenly lowered them down. "Do not worry Cheryl; Vinny's a good gentleman.", Mister Acerbi smiled," Nothing bad will happen to you."

" I highly doubt that" Cheryl muttered under her breath, licking her bottom lip to moisten it she walked up to her father" and you wonder why mother never loved you" Mr Coleman looked at her before slapping her cheek hard enough to make her chapped bottom lip bleed and she just shook her head with a small smile before backing away

Mister Acerbi let go of his son then sat back in the sofa. On the other hand, his son sat up and was as stiff as a statue. Vincent shot a glare at his father before looking at Cheryl and her father. In an instant, he shot up from his seat with his jaw tightened. Sure, maybe the young woman's choice of words weren't the best, but seriously? Slapping your daughter right in front of them?

His father held his hand trying to hold him back. Vincent just shot him a glance before leaving the room. There was no point his raising his own fist at the old man. Going to the mattresses is far more worst than being in an arranged marriage. The whole point of this is to avoid that, right?

Vincent just calmly stormed out of the situation. It's not like he was going to drag Coleman out of the house or anything. Why should he care anyways? He doesn't want this marriage to happen too; that's a whole other thing to worry about. "This better be something.", he muttered to himself while getting a glass of water. On the way back to the study room, he grabbed a small packet of medicine from the bathroom.

Without making any eye contact, he heard back in. Giving the glass of water and neosporin to Cheryl, Vincent sat back in his spot besides his dad. "Now back to what we were actually discussing.", he sighed," Is there anything else Mister Coleman?"

Cheryl took the medicine and took a swig of the water to help it go down.

" As far as I know we've covered everything" Mr Coleman said glancing at his daughter who wiped the blood from her lip onto her arm smearing it on her lip

Vincent's jaw was still tight while giving a nod. He looked back at Mister Coleman then just stared at the floor. If there's one thing that is more dreadful than a sit down, it's most definitely this.

Mister Acerbi smiled despite his son reflecting another expression. The older man could only guess what his son could do or say next. "Wonderful!", Mister Acerbi exalted," We'll see you very soon then."