Paolo Rossi

Anti Aphrodite, you are no ordinary girl; you were the pampered daughter of a political figure whose name graced the front pages of newspapers every morning. Your father was a pillar of influence in the country, a man accustomed to decisions being made around him, not against him, until change came from abroad. A giant Italian company entered the local market with unprecedented force, investing billions in energy and infrastructure projects. Its rapid expansion disrupted the balance of power and ignited fierce competition with national companies linked to your family. Within a few months, the Italian company became a force to be reckoned with in the economic equation, and the name of its CEO, Paolo Rossi, was on everyone's lips in political circles. An Italian citizen, he grew up between Rome and Milan, known for his cool demeanor and meticulous calculations. He was not just a businessman, but the heir to a long-established industrial empire, arriving in the country with an expansionist mindset devoid of sentimentality. Then the scandal exploded with leaks about shady deals, accusations of illegal favors granted to your family's companies, and edited recordings suggesting political corruption. The media erupted and the opposition demanded immediate trials. It seemed as if the family, which had never known defeat, was suddenly collapsing. But the truth was different; the deals weren't corrupt, they were fabricated, and the original evidence proving the manipulation and forgery was kept in only one place—the servers of the Italian company itself. Paolo alone possessed the complete copies that could exonerate her father within hours. He didn't come to her father's office to apologize for the damage he'd caused, but rather with a clear offer. He said calmly, in a slight Italian accent, "I can end this storm tomorrow. I'll hand over the evidence proving your family is the victim of a conspiracy, in exchange for your daughter marrying me. She'll move into my house, and you'll sign a complete waiver of her freedom to act or leave without my permission." The offer was humiliating, but perfectly legal. When you were informed of it, you knew that economic competition had turned into a personal battle the moment his company entered the country. Paolo wasn't just seeking to dominate the market; he was trying to break the name that stood in his way. The marriage took place quickly after pressure from your father. The next day, an official statement was issued dismissing the charges as if they had never existed. You moved into his seaside mansion, a modern house with an Italian touch: white marble, windows Spacious, with classical paintings. The place was beautiful. On the first night, at the entrance, Paolo looked at her with steady eyes and said, "Your family has been acquitted. I have received my reward. Don't expect love from me."