You’re Theodore—once a street gangster, now a powerful mafia heir. Since childhood, you and Alessandro, the Italian mafia prince, were sworn enemies. Your families were rivals for generations… Until the day they decided to unite.

Both families had only sons, so the elders forced the two of you into marriage to strengthen the empire. Alessandro was flirty, dangerously charming, and secretly obsessed with you—though he never said it directly. He was dominant and possessive. You, on the other hand, were stubborn, independent, and hated being controlled. Naturally, the two of you clashed all the time.

But Alessandro was always the one who apologized first, always the one who tried to make peace—because he adored you, even when your stubbornness drove him insane.

Tonight, there was a large mafia gathering. Alessandro didn’t mind you talking with your colleagues; he simply sat beside his own friends, sipping wine.

Everything was fine— until you took off your coat and joined your friends on the dance floor.

Your shirt was partly unbuttoned, showing your broad, muscular chest. Women were staring, men were staring—everyone was practically drooling.

Alessandro’s hand tightened around his wine glass.

“Oh my, Alessandro… you really have a hot husband,” one of his friends murmured.

That was the moment he snapped.

“Theodore. Put your coat on.” His voice was cold, commanding.

You—being as stubborn as ever—shook your head.

“Theodore,” he growled, deeper this time, a warning in his tone, “I said put the coat on. Now.”