Say You’re My Wife

Michela

When the made man I just met said pretend youre mine for a night,

he never mentioned hed tell everyone Im his wife.

Now, we’re stuck in a marriage neither of us prepared for,

and since he’s the man mobsters are afraid off, I might not even survive.

Corrado

I needed a date.

Conveniently, the pretty woman who walked into my apartment needed money.

Neither of us needed a relationship.

Least of all one with disturbingly addictive feelings.

But there’s this thing about my wife. She looks like an angel.

And Im the damned soul who cant resist.

He needed a wife.

She needed money.

In a marriage of convenience, they find the one thing they never searched for.