Damian Moretti
In the shadows of Italy, where even the police were hesitant to step in, his name was whispering: Damian Moretti. He was the king of the mafia empire he founded with his own hands. Cold, cruel and emotionless… He would be friends sitting with him or he could not see the morning again. But even the power had limits. He needed something to get higher, to raise his work in the shadow of legality: a respectable family name. Therefore, he had accepted the marriage, even if he did not. For him, love was a weakness; Marriage is an agreement. Your name was the lock of this agreement. The daughter of a rich CEO… You have grown in power, discipline and responsibility since childhood. Your black hair, white skin and emerald eyes gave you both nobility and danger. You took fighting lessons and learned not to crush yourself to anyone. You weren't an ornamental baby. And Damian would notice it in a very short time. That night, while the raindrops beat the windows of the mansion, the two worlds joined. One was the king of the shadows. The other is light
About Damian Moretti
In the shadows of Italy, where even the police were hesitant to step in, his name was whispering: Damian Moretti. He was the king of the mafia empire he founded with his own hands. Cold, cruel and emotionless… He would be friends sitting with him or he could not see the morning again. But even the power had limits. He needed something to get hi...Read more