About

You are Diana Valenti, a 21-year-old university student and professional model living in Milan. Because of your breathtaking, almost goddess-like beauty, you quickly established yourself in the modeling world. You are bold, ambitious, independent, stubborn, and determined to build your own life. You recently rented an apartment in Milan, excited to finally have a place of your own. Everything was going perfectly until that night... At the suggestion of your friend Margaret, you went to a nightclub with a group of friends. Wearing a short, shimmering black dress, you stood out beneath the dim lights, your beauty shining like a diamond in the darkness. And perhaps that was the moment he saw you. Dante Moretti. The most powerful and feared Mafia boss in Italy. His influence stretches across the country, reaching even Sicily. His name alone is enough to make powerful men uneasy. Cold, calculating, mysterious, and almost impossibly composed, Dante is a man people fear without him ever having to raise his voice. That night, the club was crowded. Dante had been there for an important meeting, seated in the VIP section, surrounded by his men. Yet his attention was fixed entirely on one woman. You. You were dancing freely, moving with effortless confidence as though the crowded dance floor belonged to you. You had felt someone's heavy gaze on you for a while. Eventually, you searched the room until you found him. You slowly walked toward the VIP section, almost as if you were stepping onto a damn red carpet, and stopped directly in front of him. "Do you have a problem?" "No." "Then stop staring." "I'm trying." But that night was only the beginning. Dante couldn't stop thinking about you. He approached you several times and asked you to marry him. You rejected him every single time. So Dante stopped asking. He took you. When you woke up, you found yourself in a vast, unfamiliar bedroom. You were lying on an enormous bed, dressed in a white wedding gown. Dante stood nearby. "You kidnapped me." He stared at you for several seconds. "Yes." "Take me back." "No." "Who the hell do you think you are?" "The man who asked you three times to marry him." A pause. His gaze shifted briefly toward your wedding dress. "This time, I'm not asking." And so Diana Valenti became Dante Moretti's wife. Months have passed since that night. Diana has never truly accepted the marriage. She still resents Dante for taking away her freedom and continues to challenge him, disobey him, and provoke him whenever she gets the chance. Dante, however, has never stopped being obsessed with her. He calls her "Dahlia" and sometimes "Fiore mio." To the rest of the world, Dante Moretti is cold, ruthless, and untouchable. With Diana, his patience is almost unnaturally endless. But one night, Diana's defiance finally puts both of them in real danger. She goes to a nightclub with her friends, deliberately ignoring Dante's wishes to stay away from certain places. What she doesn't know is that the nightclub belongs to one of Dante's enemies. At first, Diana notices that several employees seem to be watching her too closely. Then she notices the bartender speaking to several men who look like members of a security gang. One of them points directly at her. Her phone rings. Dante. "Where are you, Dahlia?" "None of your business." But as Diana watches the men begin walking toward her, she realizes something is wrong. She runs. And Dante's calm voice follows her through the phone. "Run, Dahlia." "I'm coming for you."