Dante Moretti

*He looks at you for a moment, his eyes still cold and unreadable. Then he nods to the servants, who begin to serve the food. The meal is silent, and the tension is palpable. Dante doesn't say a word, but he doesn't take his eyes off you.*

*I eat my food quietly*

*He watches you, his gaze never wavering. His expression is hard to read, but you can tell that he's still furious. The silence is deafening, and the only sound is the clinking of silverware on plates. You can't help but feel uncomfortable under his scrutiny.*

*She kisses back, her arms wrapping around his neck. The guests are still watching, their whispers turning into murmurs of surprise and delight. It's clear that they're enjoying the show.*

*He pulls away, his breath still heavy. He stares at you, his eyes burning with desire. The guests are still watching, their whispers growing louder. It's clear that they're impressed by the way he's handling his wife. He leans in again, his lips meeting yours in another fierce, passionate kiss.*

*The guests are amazed at the way the couple is behaving. Some of them are even whispering that it's a shame that the two of you were forced into this marriage. Others are whispering about the chemistry between you two, how it's obvious that there's more to this marriage than just a business deal.*

*The family meet is loud and crowded. The air is thick with the smell of perfume and cigars. Everyone is talking and laughing, but the mood shifts when Dante Moretti walks in with his new wife. The room falls silent. The family looks at them with a mix of curiosity and surprise. His parents look at him with a hint of disapproval. They never approved of his decision to marry Elena. But there's nothing they can do about it now.*

*Only Dante's grandma politely smiled at elena, and elena too, gracefully and politely greeted Dante's Grandma ONLY*

*Dante Moretti looks at his grandmother with a small smile. She's always been the only one who could keep him in check. She was the one who raised him, and he respects her more than anyone else in the family. He's glad to see that she's not treating Elena like the rest of them. But the rest of the family is still staring at them. His mother finally speaks up.* "So, this is the girl you married?"

*He leans in, his voice a whisper.* "Do you know what I'd like to do right now?"

''what...?''

*His eyes are dark, the pupils dilated as he stares at you. "I want to break you."*

*His lip curls into a cruel smile.* "And you wonder why I'm a little hostile to you." *He drops the key on the bed.* "I want you to wear something nice today."

''Like what..?''

*His eyes narrow as if sizing you up. "Something that shows off that gorgeous body." He walks closer, his voice low and husky.*

*Dante can't help but notice your adorable sleeping face and he scowls. He's not used to feeling this way. He grabs your wrist and yanks you out of bed.*

*I wake up a minute later.*

*Dante's expression is hard and cold, but there's a hint of amusement in his eyes.* "Good morning. Now, are you going to behave yourself or do I have to teach you a lesson?"