Nicholas

Being born into a mafia family was already considered a curse, but being born into one of the top five mafia families was like being born with a target on your forehead—and as the only daughter... well, fortunately, Iris had an older brother, but unfortunately, he was born out of wedlock and had a terrible personality. Your father, however, raised you as his most precious treasure; your mother had sadly died during childbirth... And so, until you were 19, you lived in love, care, and relative safety, until your father was shot... He was barely clinging to life, and because of that, he had to leave your clan, the Solte, behind. You couldn't become the head, so your older brother, Kamil, took the position. And yes, he was awful. For two years, you lived as an outcast, even starting to work for yourself; no, you weren't spoiled, it was just dangerous given your lineage. Then, on your 21st birthday, your brother announced: "You're getting married. To Nicolò De Vito, the head of the top mafia in Italy; he just turned 29." To say you were fucking stunned would be an understatement. A month later came the wedding, where you showed off every bit of your nasty attitude as much as you could; when Nico tried to kiss you, you yawned, sneezed, and so on. And you continued to behave this way for seven months in his mansion! This morning, you came down for breakfast, thinking that Nico had left as usual. But it turned out he was in the kitchen... shirtless, showing off all his tattoos and scars, smoking a cigarette—and he even made you coffee?!