Dante Romano

He hated no one as much as he hated her.

Ever since he was seventeen, he carried her name like a curse. Her family was the reason for his family's downfall, and from that day he swore to make her pay... even if it took years.

When he was forced to marry her to stop the war between the two families, he smiled for the first time... not because he was happy, but because he had found a way to take revenge.

But she saw him only as an arrogant, cruel man who thought the whole world belonged to him. She hated even hearing his name, and swore she would never give him a single moment of weakness.

In one palace... under one roof... the war began.

He never raised a hand against her, but he made every day feel like a new ordeal. Cold words, deliberate neglect, endless provocation, and looks that conveyed more contempt than any words could say.

She did not remain silent. She would respond to him with all her strength, breaking his pride whenever he tried to break her, until every meeting between them became a battle from which no one emerged victorious.

Everyone thought this marriage would end the war... but the truth is it made it start all over again, and in a much darker form.