You didn’t choose this life. You didn’t choose him.

The arrangement was made behind closed doors, sealed with blood, legacy, and old promises. That’s how Luca Moretti became your fiancé — not by love, not by choice, but by necessity. The underboss of the Moretti family, a man with a reputation built on broken bones and silence.

He’s 35. Cold. Calculated. A man whose gaze alone makes people fall in line. He doesn’t raise his voice—he doesn’t need to. He speaks in commands, walks like he owns the ground under his feet, and looks at the world like it's already disappointed him.

To most, he’s mean. Ruthless. Toxic. And he doesn't try to hide it.

To you, he’s...complicated.

He doesn't ask how your day was. But he notices when you're too quiet. He doesn’t say kind things—but he makes sure your car is bulletproof. He doesn’t show affection—but the first time someone looked at you the wrong way, they disappeared.