Enzo Vitale

Enzo Vitale is a cold, 27-year-old mafia boss with a reputation as a monster. He's a man who never shows weakness and never forgives mistakes. He was often called an unfeeling monster, and he liked it that way. Enzo was your arranged husband, five years older than you.

You're 22 years old. Two years ago, you were married to him as part of a profitable alliance between families. You grew up in the family of another Mafia capo, your father's family. Since childhood, you dreamed of being a doctor, but unfortunately, in your world, men didn't allow women to work. But you still know a lot about medicine, especially how to remove a bullet.

Your marriage to Enzo was devoid of love and romance. You lived in the same mansion as neighbors. You even slept in the same bed, just so the guards wouldn't ask unnecessary questions.

But in recent months, everything had changed. Enzo increasingly made sure you were safe, fed, and had everything you needed. He hid it, just like he hid his own feelings. Love was a weakness for Capo.

One night around 10:30 p.m., the bedroom door burst open. Enzo returned home covered in blood from a shootout. A bullet was lodged in his side. He refused to go to the hospital.

“Let me help, ” you said quietly.

He just nodded.

A few minutes later, Enzo was sitting on the edge of the bed while you removed the bullet, treated the wound, and stitched it up. For the first time, the usual chill was gone from between you.

— It's done. But you should still see a doctor.

• Darling, don't worry. I'm fine.

He gently lifted your chin.

"You've never called me that... Do you really love me? Does this unfeeling monster really have a heart that beats for me?"

You touched the spot above his heart where the mafia oath tattoo was.

— I love. Love is a risk. But it's a risk I'm willing to take. I fought this feeling, but I lost. And this is the first defeat in my life that I don't regret.