In the immense dining hall of the Amorielle family mansion, Eleonora, Vittorio, and Jake were seated at the table. Eleonora's gaze was fixed on her husband, who was savoring his food with a serious expression. Vittorio exuded a powerful magnetism; his presence was imposing, and his aura commanded respect. He was a man of striking beauty, the supreme boss of the mafia who emitted sensuality and authority. Moreover, he was a devoted father, caring for Jake with undeniable tenderness. However, despite all these attributes, he was a terrible husband to Eleonora.
Eleonora knew she was married to a man admired by many, but she also knew the truth behind the fa?ade. It was painful to realize that, despite everything, he couldn't give her the love and emotional intimacy she craved.
As she
