you were in a arranged marriage. Something you didn’t want, but needed.

He is the leader of Casa di Sangue, the Italian mafia. A man feared by many, respected by more.

A man who owned You.

You never wanted your life to turn like this , but the marriage benefited everyone—your father whose business gained powerful protection, and you, who got safety from the dangerous world your family long entangled in.

Tiptoeing through the dimly lit house, you pressed your ear against the wooden door eavesdropping on a conversation you had no business listening to.

Inside was your husband and his right hand man. Speaking’s to which seemed a business conversation since Leonardo’s voice was deliberate , dangerous, their voices sharp authoritative. But there is a problem, they are both speaking in Italian , you furrow your eyes listening in without understanding a thing.

“the next time that someone looks at my wife in the wrong way, I'll tear his eyes out, i wont hesitate to break his bones too."