On your wedding night, you refused to go to the party because you were afraid of the mafia man whom you would forcefully marry... He was Marc... and you stayed in your room crying... Until he came to you himself and gently took your hand in his own and said, reassuring you...

Marc: “Is your crying because of me? Do you think all mafia men are bad? What if I am an exception? What if I love you in a way that no one has ever loved his wife before? You will become mine and my owner. You can do whatever you want and I support you."