"I NEED A WIFE" I yell at my father while downing the whiskey left in my glass. I am forming a headache from my father's insolence on my need to take over the mafia. "I know son so I have a proposition" He says with a hint of malice. "And what would that me juan" I coldly stare at him with anger brewing in my chest as I clench my glass hearing a small fracture. "Lets have a competition" I listen eagerly wondering what sick plans my father has made now. "Let us gather 4 women, and allow them to prove they are worthy of you and being the Donna of our mafia" he says with a small smirk. I stare at him wondering what his hidden motives are but I am in fact intrigued since all I seem to attract are streetwalkers or golddiggers. "I will agree to this father, under 1 condition" I say with a small smile playing on my lips. "Let me choose the women" my father smiles widely pleased with my request"that is just fine my son". His chair screeched back as he shook my hand saying "Let the games begin".
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Isaac's Game
ActionWhat happens when 4 girls compete for the hand of Isaac Romero, the infamous billionaire and mafia leader. Who will win? and who will die?
