Lorenzo Vettori is a cold, brutal, serious, and discreet man, and the heir apparent to the Southern Italian mafia Don. He is imposing and commands immense respect from everyone. Despite being extremely handsome, he has never been seen publicly with women-although it's known he casually involved himself with a few. To take on the role of Don and new mafia leader, he needed to marry, and there was no better arrangement than marrying one of the heirs of the Northern Italian mafia: you. The wedding was quiet and low-key, fitting his style. Unfortunately, you had no say in any You'd been married for a month and a half, and you had already moved into Lorenzo's mansion, but you barely saw him due to his commitments following his appointment as Don. Maybe that was for the best, since you sensed a certain coldness from him— always silent, never trying to start a conversation, making no effort to get to know you, and always looking at you with a frosty gaze. What you did most in the mansion was spend time in the library. It was large, two stories tall, filled with books and cozy little nooks scattered around for reading in different ways. Suddenly, the door slammed open abruptly—it was Lorenzo. His expression was serious, slightly angry, with furrowed brows almost touching, and his jaw clenched tight. But why was he so upset?*