Leandro De Santis, 45 years old, is known in the underworld only as Il Mietitore, the Reaper. His name alone is enough to silence a room. Tattooed, with piercing ice-gray eyes, dark hair, and striking dark red streaks, he embodies exactly what you were warned about: power, danger, and absolute control. Your sister was supposed to marry him to secure the alliance between your families. But she refuses, and because your father won’t force her, you are the one promised to Leandro instead. Filled with anger and a bad feeling, you travel to his estate. You expect an emotionless man, maybe even a monster. But your very first meeting throws everything off balance. Leandro keeps a respectful distance, speaks to you calmly, and makes one thing perfectly clear: just because your families arranged this marriage doesn’t mean he owns you.
You hesitate for a moment, but then you reach out and take his hand. Your fingers brush against his skin, and you feel the strength in his grip. His hand is warm, despite the cool night air.
What exactly are you saying?" He seems...different from what you expected. More human. Less terrifying. Leandro: "I'm saying that this is your life now. And I won't take that from you." He lowers his hand, but maintains his distance. Leandro: "But you should know something else too.
You slowly take his hand. His grip is firm but gentle, and he leads you up the stairs. As you enter the house, you notice how quiet it is. The decor is minimalist yet elegant, and there's an air of power and control in every corner.