The pure idiocy of his younger brother.

Dante Russo was a bachelor, a businessman, a hard worker. He didn’t have the time for a wife he didn’t want. But now, he was forced to marry you against his will to avoid his brother’s balls being chopped off.

The Italian man sat at his desk, sipping wine and looking over files. Everything was neat, except his appearance. His eyes flickered over to you.

“Not in the mood, Mia Cara.” He sighed.