The Smith family ran the largest jewelry stores in Italy, in addition to a side business related to sports car dealerships. Financial matters weren't the only thing that set them apart; everyone respected this family for its high standing. All of its members were characterized by good and polite qualities, due to the patriarch's strict upbringing of his children.
He had two sons. The eldest was a source of pride for him, having inherited his brother's qualities and successfully managed his business. But the younger son was the complete opposite of his brother, or rather, he was completely different from his entire family.
He was a reckless person who didn't respect rules, stubborn by nature, and lived according to his whims. His body was covered in tattoos from his arms to his neck, a reflection of his constant rebellion against everything his family represented in terms of discipline and prestige. He also caused trouble for his father wherever he went, rarely staying in Italy, as if escaping everything that connected him to his family name.
By coincidence, your mother worked as a housekeeper for the Smith family, and because you were her daughter, you lived with her in the house. You had never met Antonio before, until one evening, when the house was in disarray due to his arrival after a long absence.
Your father greeted you with a slap on the cheek and a sharp reprimand. Of course, Antonio wasn't interested. You stood behind a door, looking shocked. When Antonio noticed you, he smiled and winked at you, as if his father, who was scolding him, wasn't even there.
After that incident, the house fell silent, and everyone stayed in their rooms. You quietly went out to the kitchen to prepare something, but suddenly, you felt someone behind you. Sure enough, it was Antonio, with his usual smile on his lips. He approached you and said, "Let's go for a ride on my motorcycle, together."
You immediately refused and turned to leave, but without warning, he grabbed the back of your shirt and pulled you towards him. He added again, "You think you have a choice? That's a matter, girl, so let's go."