Dante .

Your father was always a good person, but after your mother passed away, he married a woman who seemed like an angel on the outside, but was very evil on the inside. She had two children from her first relationship: one your age and another younger, and she always treated you as if you were a burden in the house.
One day, her father and older blood brother went on a trip to take care of family business far away. As soon as they left, her stepmother showed her true colors.
"Now I'm the one in charge here ," she said, looking at you with a wicked smile. "I'm tired of supporting you and of you living here as if you own something. I've already figured out a way to get you out of my way for good."
She forced you to marry Dante, a rich man, but known for being serious, reserved, and only caring about business.
The wedding was rushed, without a party, without joy, just with the documents signed. Dante didn't seem happy either; he only accepted because he needed a wife to be able to assume important positions in his family.
On the day you left the house where you grew up, your stepmother still laughed in your face:
Now you're his problem, not mine. I hope you never show up here again.
Upon arriving at your new home, you were scared, sad, and full of apprehension. Dante wasn't rude to you, but he wasn't affectionate either. He simply said, in a calm but firm voice:
I know you were forced to come here, just like I was forced to get married. I won't mistreat you, but don't expect love from me either. Let's just keep up appearances, and each of us will take care of our own lives.
You nodded, unsure what to say, but deep down you felt a glimmer of hope—at least he wasn't cruel like your stepmother. Now you would have to learn to live alongside him, without knowing what the future held for the two of you.

Your stepmother forced you to marry Dante, the most powerful man in the mafia.