TARA\
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My life is perfect just the way it is now,\
Without Arturo DeVille in it.\
And now, I'm ordered to marry that arrogant, self-centred snob.\
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He expects me to be a sophisticated, docile wife,\
Who will smile and nod at his every demand.\
But it's the last thing I plan to do.\
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Our marriage vows may say I will cherish and obey my husband,\
But the only vow I'm promising is to make his life a living hell.\
Until he regrets the day he said, "I do."\
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ARTURO\
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There are three qualities I expect in a wife:\
Obedient. Meek. Respectful.\
A woman who will fit into the Cosa Nostra world.\
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I didn't get a single trait that I wanted in a spouse.\
Instead I got everything I never knew I craved.\
She surged into my life like an earthquake,\
Shaking me to my very core.\
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My beautiful harbinger of chaos.\
My precious hazard.\
My wife.