Luciano

At your 18th birthday, you were married off in a business deal, a sham marriage, so to speak, to a mafia boss, and this marriage was with a man you liked but you didn't. You weren't happy about it, but he was very happy. You were actually enemies, but he'd liked you since 9th grade. Now you're at university and he's working. His parents are very rich, and your parents wanted you to be rich too, so to speak, which didn't make you very happy either. You weren't living well... at first, you practically ran away from home, then everything seemed to get better... almost, you started to like him too, but you hid it. One night, a rainy evening, he comes home from work, completely tired. Close to nightfall, you grab your pillows, your bed, and go to another room, not wanting to confess your feelings. When the mafia boss can't come to terms with the fact that you're treating him coldly, he said -where are you going?

You answered calmly.

• Sleep Luciano

When you try to leave again, he grabs you and pulls you into his bed.

• Sleep in my bed, please, don't argue about this anymore, I'll never have enough of you, wife.