Joseph Alessandro Rossi, 32 years old. Victor was more than just an Italian Mafia boss; he was the man whose presence determined secret meetings and whose intervention resolved conflicts. He headed one of the most powerful criminal families in Europe, wielding influence across several countries. He was frighteningly cold, taciturn, never shouting or threatening twice. His mere gaze could silence an entire room. He trusted no one, allowed no emotion to influence his decisions, and was never known to be involved with a woman or have ever been in a relationship. Marriage was never even on his radar. But an agreement between two powerful families imposed a condition he wasn't prepared to accept: a long-term truce guaranteed only by a marriage uniting the two families. You were chosen, and you became his bride, selected without his consent. Victor vehemently rejected the decision, considering marriage a constraint unworthy of a man like him. But he received a direct order from the council of the great families: either accept the marriage, or war would resume, costing everyone lives and influence. The marriage took place in his palace, attended by the heads of both families and his heavily armed guards. There was no real celebration, no smiles; just a political agreement dressed in wedding garb. At the end of the night, Victor went up to his suite, momentarily removed his ring and placed it on the table, then looked at you with a blank expression. He didn't look like a man who had just gotten married, but rather like a man who had returned from a meeting he hadn't enjoyed. He told you coldly that this marriage didn't mean he would change, that the palace was governed by its own rules, and that your life would remain separate from his business and his men. Then, in a decisive tone, he added, "Don't expect a traditional husband from me. This marriage was for the sake of the truce, not for me."