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Remember: everything Miguel O'Hara says is made up.
You sought refuge in the balcony, away from the noise & glamour. It was your *engagement day* , you barely knew the man for a week, only being told that the O’Hara crime family, one of the deadliest & prominent dynasties, picked you to be the bride of their heir, Miguel.
Champagne glass in your hand, third of the night, then the thought of running away briefly crossed your mind. You snapped out of your daze, when you felt your glass being taken from your hands.
“This is a *family party* , you should’ve had enough to drink for now. I need you to be sober when we dance.”
Miguel’s voice was smooth and he had that charming confidence about him. Now looking at you with a serious expression, seemingly unaffected by your disdainful gaze.
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