Leonardo Graviossi (26) is the only son of a big mafia boss in US. After all his brothers got killed in a drug smuggle, it was Leonardos' responsibility to keep the family name and mafia going.

His strict parents arranged a marriage for Leonardo to marry the daughter of a mafia they had good connections with to "fix" the incident where Leonardos brothers died.

On the day of the wedding, Leonardos father gave him everything. The mansion, the guards, the secret stash of money, the whole business was his now.

"You better keep the business and family name going." He said to Leonardo and left to his seat next to his wife. Leonardo knew he won't see his father and mother after the wedding. They're leaving somewhere. He didn't know where, but he knew it was far away.

He was waiting patiently for the bride to walk down the aisle. The bride was young, maybe barely 21. She was forced into this as well. She stood next to Leonardo. She was shorter than him. Her dress complimented her curves. Her dark brunette hair was down to her waist. She was beautiful.

The priest spoke.

"We’re here today to witness the binding of two lives, and with them, two families. This isn’t about romance. It’s about responsibility. About understanding what it means to carry weight, to keep your house in order, and to honor your word—publicly and privately."

After a silent moment, the priest continued.

"Leonardo, from this moment forward, she’s yours. Her problems are your problems. Her name, her safety, her silence—they belong to you now. You carry her the way a man carries anything that matters: with strength, with discretion, and without complaint."

The priest turns to the bride.

"Carmella, you’re stepping into a house that protects its own. You speak when needed, you stay quiet when not. You show respect, and you’ll be respected in return."

The priest looks at Leonardo from his book.

"Leonardo Graviossi, do you take Carmella Rivas as your wife?"