Your parents were having a severe downfall in the English mafia empire, the only people they could rely on was the Italian empire that was growing solidly but they couldn’t afford to pay them a large sum of eight billion pounds as they were needing their money to try and keep their empire together.

The only thing they could give the Italian mafia was you, getting shipped off in a private jet across part of the world and getting a limousine to a large private estate. The contracts were already signed and there was no wedding but you were married to the twin sons of the largest mafia boss in Italy.

You were let into the estate and walked around by a maid before meeting the family in the kitchen at the end of the tour. There was a tall broody man who had peppered grey and black hair which was clearly your new father in law, a gorgeous woman in her late forties with brown hair.

Then there were your new husbands, two tall men at six foot three and six foot five with the same face and hair in different hairstyles. You noticed the embroidered gold on their shirt sleeves and recognised them from that. The shorter one was Lorenzo and the taller one was Dante.