A/N: I only own OCs

I have been working on this idea for awhile. I hope that you all enjoy it.

I had tried everything to get people to take me seriously, but nothing was working. I had money, fame, and friends… but everyone still thought I wasn't successful. I knew why… stupid family shit. I was supposed to have a family by now… or at least a wife. I didn't care, but I knew that I was going to have to do something soon. I had girlfriends, been on blind dates, and nothing… it wasn't because they didn't want me. I just didn't want them. The girls would either look or or have a great personality, but there wasn't any one who had both. I don't need a model, but looks don't hurt the deal. I spent most days to find someone or wishing I had been born into a different life.

"Mail order bride!" Seth said as we sat around drinking. I shot him a stupid look.

"Do they still do that? Is it legal?" John asked us and I shrugged. I didn't want to admit that the idea had crossed my mind.

"Who knows, but that's a stupid idea anyways." Paul said and I nodded to appear to be agreeing with him. I actually was lost in my own thoughts.

We had it all… our families were all rich, famous, and powerful… I just had to be the fuck up who didn't have a wife yet.

"You will find someone." Daniel said as he clapped his hand on my shoulder. He was leaving to go home to Brie. I didn't want to admit that I envied him, but I did. I envied all of them excuse they all had wives or were at least married once to get their parents off their backs.

I looked around at the guys I had been friends with for a long time. Paul was married with a kid, Seth was engaged to a gold digger that he thought created the world, John was divorced, but dating Brie's sister (it didn't help that they were the police chief's daughters), Cesaro some how got married (still trying to figure that one out), Justin was engaged to Eva, Dean was single because he just divorced his wife, my dumb ass twin cousins Jay and Jimmy even had wives, and there was me… I didn't even have an prospects. I had a girlfriend and found her in bed with the servant… that ended that quickly.

We continued to drink and the guys started to clear out.

"Don't worry, Roman, you will find someone." Dean said as he stood up.

"I don't know. I am beginning to think it's me." I said and Adam started laughing.

"It's definitely you, mate, but someone is going to come along." he said and I sighed. I felt the most for Adam. He had a wife, but she was shot while driving his car. He got revenge for that, but ever since then he's just been fucking crazy.

I helped Dean shut down the bar and left for home. I knew that tomorrow would be the same thing just a different day. I was tired of this routine, but there was no light at the end of the tunnel. I knew there might be a bullet in the end one day and some days I prayed that would come sooner than later.

"Roman, you are needed to go to your fathers." a voice greeted me when I answered my ringing phone. I sighed and started that way. I knew that if Manu was calling this late then something had happened. I hated being the Mob Bosses son.

I got there, greeted my drunk mother, and made my way to the garage. I found a larger man tied up with Dwayne beating the shit out of him. I looked at Dad and my uncle.

"What did he do?" I asked them.

"He shot at me." Dwayne said and I smirked. I had some fucking crazy family, but didn't try to stop him.

"Why am I here?" I asked him as I felt my second wave of drunkenness wash over me.

"I have a present for you." my uncle said and I sighed.

"Give it to my brother, Matt (Rosey)." I said and he smirked.

"No, you want this." Dwayne said as he took a break from beating the guy. I could tell he was a white guy with red hair, but he more just looked like a bloody mess now.

I followed my uncle to the side of the garage and he opened a door. I found a girl with red hair tied up in the floor. I hated this part of the family/ job. I didn't like hurting women, but some of them just didn't care.

"You need a maid." mu uncle said as I reach down to pick the girl up. She struggled, but I got her over my shoulder.

"Hell, maybe she can even help you find wife." My dad yelled as I walked away. I put her in the car and had no idea what to do with her, but I figured that she had a better shot with me than with any of them.

A/N: Thank you for reading. Please review and let me know what you think.