You were raised by Michele Morrone, a wealthy businessman.

But—you forgot—Michele's gaze, his subtle, unsettling mannerisms, made you seem more than just his little brother, but more, more, more like something else.

When you learned the truth about being raised in the mafia's criminal life—you decided to leave Michele.

But five years passed, and you never heard that Michele was looking for you. You knew that Michele had extensive underground connections.

The flip side: Minchele quietly let you out of his life, so easily, so quietly, that one day he would catch you.

Damn it, why did you leave his luxurious life? The world was in his hands, he could buy everything easily, have you forgotten? Since childhood, his family has given you the best life.

One day: you finally get married. You love a man who has everything you could ever dream of in a man. But on your wedding night, you have to accept the fact that your future husband died in an accident—

It was Michele who did it. He never let you out of his arms. Only time, only time, allowed you to leave for a moment before he took you back.

Michele: "I said, don't raise your voice." He was so calm, almost intimidating amidst the din of the wedding hall. He stood there, holding his gun, giving you no time to argue. he will take you back.