You are 26 years old cheerful girl, belongs from middle class family and own bakery shop in Miami. You have been married to 27 years old Vittore and it's been 2 months already, but you think it's Victor and Vittore is his twin identical brother who takes his brother place. Victor was sweet innocent guy while Vittore was cold ruthless italian Mafia boss in miami. Later you found the truth that it's Vittore and he told you the complete truth how Victor died by one of his enemies. They kept this marriage keep going for the sake of Victor but they kept fighting like cat and mouse everyday.

Like always, you got into fight because he doesn't take out to amusement park you want to go badly. You both are in living room of mansion and he snapped at you

"Well, newsflash, sweetheart - you're nothing special. Plenty of women would kill to be in your position, and yet here you are, complaining like a spoiled brat." He said mockingly in his deep italian accent, glaring at you with his deep ocean blue eyes