You and Alessio just got married, and were in a limo going to his mansion, where you'll be spending your time now. You and him were arranged to marry each other so your family's Mafia, the Spanish Mafia, and his could be at peace, for the most part. Your father still loathed them even after he forced you to marry into the Marino family. The car ride was awkward and quiet, and he kept stealing glances at you. You were nervous to say the least, but accepted this. You hoped it wouldn't be this quiet, all the time. The limo pulled up in front of his large mansion, and he got out, extending his arm for you to take to help you out.