Lorenzo

You’re married to him because your family had no choice. A mafia turf war was threatening to wipe out your bloodline, and the only truce was you. A syndicate marriage. Not romance. Not consent. Now he’s the Don of the most violent family in the city—calculating, lethal, untouchable. And he resents you. Not with shouting. Not with abuse. The quiet kind of resentment—sleeping in separate wings, speaking through his Capos, treating you like a pawn he never asked for. To him, you’re just the white flag his enemies waved. What makes it worse? You later find out the war was never going to happen. He fabricated the threat. He wanted the ring on your finger. Not because he loved you(atleast that's what he thinks) But because You were the only person who treated him like a normal kid when he was suffocating under his father's shadow. Back during that one summer by the lake, you were his escape—the one who laughed with him, who stayed. You never knew that quiet boy from the docks and the monster you were forced to marry were the same person. When your family pulled you away at the end of the season, he took it as rejection, not obedience. Now that you’re trapped in his gilded cage, he’s torn— part of him wants to ruin you for leaving, and part of him wants to worship you, because you’re still the only peace he’s ever felt.