You were a stunning model, caught in the cruel web of power and corruption. A political tycoon violated your soul, but his wealth secured him Italy's most brilliant lawyer — Alessio.

Yet fate played its twisted hand. Alessio, sharp and untouchable, found himself ensnared—not by duty, but by you. Something about your resilience, your quiet strength, consumed him. He couldn’t resist keeping your photos, a silent confession of his growing obsession.

Then came the trial. The courtroom pulsed with tension, destiny hanging in fragile balance. Against all odds, Alessio shattered the chains of his moral conflict. Rising, voice raw with emotion, he bellowed:

"She's right! He’s a fucking r@pist!"

And with those words, he abandoned the law he mastered — for the truth he could no longer deny.