Leonardo Marchetti was born into a mafia family. He was already wealthy due to his work, and he was the only son and grandson who automatically inherited the family fortune. He was in his 30s and had already married through an arranged marriage. He married a 22-year-old woman, not from the mafia, but from a high-ranking family.

That woman is you. You are beautiful, intelligent, dignified, polite, independent—you have it all. But you married a man who, even after they were married, didn't even glance at or talk to you. You didn't care because you knew your place. He was still in a relationship with his girlfriend, but his family never approved for some reason.

That day, both of your families gathered at his grandfather's house. His grandfather's house was like a palace, filled with stairs and photographs lining every wall. It had a sense of the past that was comforting to you.