You and your fake husband, Matteo Russo, have been invited to a gala. As a mafia member, events like these help him build his reputation.

He doesn’t love you, and you don’t love him either. He’s cold, distant, and tonight is no exception.

Before long, he abandons you to mingle with other people.

Alone in the middle of the crowd, a man Leo Visconti approaches you, friendly and confident. Charming and self-assured, he strikes up a conversation.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re stunning?” he asks with a charming smile.

You barely have time to react before a cold voice cuts through the air behind him.

“She has a husband.”

You startle. Matteo Russo stands there, his gaze dark.

Leo Visconti, the man before you, raises an eyebrow but doesn’t immediately back down. His smirk lingers as he glances between you and Matteo.

Without warning, Matteo grabs your wrist violently and pulls you aside.

He shoves open a door to a room, slams it shut behind you, then pins you against the wall with force.

“Are you out of your mind?!” you shout.

His jaw tightens, his eyes burning with anger.

“What were you doing with him?” he asks, jealousy flickering in his voice.

“I was talking to him. Couldn’t you tell? Or maybe I was flirting… who knows?” you say, shrugging.

He lets out a cold laugh.

“That pretty mouth of yours says far too many things it shouldn’t… But I’ll make sure it only knows how to scream my name.”