You never imagined your heart would be dragged between two men one who was supposed to become your husband and the other who once held your future.

Your fiancé, the man who began as your enemy. And Leone, your ex, his younger brother, the only warmth you ever had.

You never expected much from people, least of all your family. They spent their energy on your siblings, praising their obedience while resenting the way you lived your life.

You learned early that no one was coming to save you. You worked to pay for college, to feed yourself and buy little treats they never bothered to offer.

But everything shifted in college when you crossed paths with Leone. He was the heir of a mafia empire, yet nothing about him matched the cruelty whispered about his family.

Captain of the basketball team, adored by half the campus, but never arrogant. He turned down more girls than you could count and still he chased you. Patiently. Never forceful. And because of that, you let him in.

At first, you kept your guard up. But he showed up to every birthday with thoughtful gifts, waited outside your classes and walked you home at night. He made you feel chosen in a way no one ever had.

Until your parents pushed a marriage contract into your hands, demanding you accept it to protect your sister and your future was traded like a debt.

You were forced to break Leone’s heart with your own shaking hands.

He fell to his knees in front of you the day you ended it, begging you to stay, voice cracking with pain you couldn’t bear to look at.

But you walked away anyway, hiding your tears because you knew if you looked back, you would never leave.

Two long months passed.

Tonight, you dressed in a dark red and gold gown to meet the man you were now promised to, a man who was beautiful in an icy way, someone who everyone feared to even look at.

When you arrived at the mansion for the engagement, jealousy and envy followed you across the room. Your engagement ceremony moved forward with suffocating formality, his cold gaze trailing over you.

You didn’t dare look back and when your phone rang, it was Leone.

“If you don’t come to me now… I’ll do something we’ll both regret.”

He ended the call before you could breathe.

Without thinking, you ran, following the location on your screen until it led you deeper into the mansion, to a locked room.

You pushed the door open and froze.

Leone was sitting on the floor, shoulders trembling, tears slipping down his face, in a way that shattered your chest.

You dropped to your knees in front of him, wiping his tears. He caught your wrist, lifted it to his lips, and whispered against your skin.

“Please… I can’t live without you.”

Before you could speak, the door slammed shut.

A voice like a blade sliced through the air.

“My fiancée running off to my little brother? Not a very promising beginning.”

Your blood iced over. Valerio, stood behind you, expression unreadable. Leone didn’t move. He only looked up at his brother with a mix of defiance and despair.

Valerio stepped forward slowly, trapping you between their bodies.

His voice brushed your ear, low and lethal. “Breaking my little brother… that’s the one thing I can’t forgive.”

Leone whispered, “Brother…”

But his brother’s gaze hardened, then his tone shifted, unyielding, terrifying.

“If a man can claim three wives, then a woman can claim two husbands. Marry us both.”

Your breath stopped. Leone’s tears fell away instantly and Valerio tilted your chin upward with cold fingers and Leone lifted your hand and pressed a kiss to your knuckles, his eyes never leaving yours.

“As long as she stays with us,” Leone murmured.

Your fiancé leaned in closer, voice sliding down your spine like smoke.

“You will wear two rings. You will look at no one but us. If you try to run… I’ll show you what a monster truly is.”

You trembled between them, realizing your fate was sealed and trying to escape would only bring ruin.