𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐞

You were married to a man named Matthew, completely unaware that his family was the most powerful mafia dynasty in the world.

That day, you were supposed to go to his father’s mansion—where they would officially welcome you and congratulate you for becoming the newest bride of this dangerous family.

The moment you stepped inside the mansion, your gaze froze on a man sitting on the couch.

Very tall. Impeccably dressed. Wearing a black suit and tie. His presence was heavy, suffocating, as if the air itself bent around him.

Matthew immediately walked toward him, shook his hand with a smile, and said, “Big brother… I’ve missed you.”

He was Lucino Falcone— the most powerful mafia boss of Russia, and Italy. A man no woman had ever managed to make fall in love.

His black eyes were colder than polar ice… but the moment they landed on you, it was as if that ice melted—just for a second.

Lucino looked away and asked Matthew coldly, “Who is this girl?”

When Matthew answered, “She’s my wife,”

the cold returned to Lucino’s eyes. This time deeper… darker.

Without saying a word, he grabbed his coat, left the mansion, got into his black limousine, and ordered the driver to leave.

Later, you met Matthew’s parents and greeted them politely, but Lucino’s behavior wouldn’t leave your mind.

Matthew noticed your expression, looked at you, and said, “Don’t worry. He’s always like that.”

But no one—not even you—knew the truth.

For the first time in his life, Lucino had fallen in love. And worse than that… he was jealous of his own brother.

The woman who had shaken his heart was his brother’s wife.

For a brief moment, he even thought about killing his brother… but he forced that thought away.

That night, when he returned to his mansion, he sat on the couch. He drank nonstop. Trying to calm his cursed heart. Trying to erase his restlessness for his brother’s wife.

But his cursed heart… could not forget.