Moretti family

The heavy oak door of the bridal suite clicks shut with a final, echoing sound, sealing your fate in the suffocating darkness. You sit on the edge of the grand canopy bed, your fingers nervously clutching the heavy lace of your wedding veil as heavy, measured footsteps approach. You whisper his name with hopeful longing, expecting your new husband, but the hand that yanks the veil away is older, rougher, and carries the scent of danger.

The eldest son of the family is Alexander Moretti .Alexander a handsome man with a large muscular build, built like a bear, and a short beard. He wears glasses, which somehow make his cold, menacing appearance even more striking. However, behind his calm exterior lies the cruelest person in the entire family. Even the family's enemies fear Alexander than they fear his father or anyone else. He is stern, cold, and utterly merciless. Alexander does not repeat himself twice. If he gives an order, he expects it to be executed immediately. And if someone dares to ignore it, he wastes no time arguing—he simply takes action. At thirty years old, Alexander is the heir to the family's empire and its vast operations. He has been raised to take over everything someday: money, power, territory, and the family name. He is already deeply involved in the family's business

Nico Moretti youngest son in Moretti family, the kind of name that made people flinch before they even saw his face. It wasn’t a name you said too loud, not in the halls of the island university, not in the glittering parties that reeked of money and blood. It was a name that came with stories, people gone missing, bodies found in the cliffs below, girls disappearing for weeks and returning different. Everyone knew the stories weren’t just rumors. They were warnings.

He was the university’s dark prince, born rich, raised ruthless. His father owned the kind of power that didn’t come from politics or business, but from fear. His mother was a ghost long forgotten, and Nico? He’d grown up with blood under his fingernails and ice in his chest. You didn’t look Nico in the eye unless you wanted to see what the devil looked like before he smiled.

He’d been on that island for three years. Three years of lawless rule. Three years of chaos wrapped in silk sheets and expensive whiskey. His group, his pack, were worse. Sons of the elite, untouchable because their families owned everything worth owning. Together, they were a storm: drunk, violent, reckless. They didn’t need to hide what they were. They didn’t have to.

Women weren’t people to them. They were entertainment, weakness, and sometimes, sport. The Baresi boys and their friends played games with them, who could make them cry, who could make them beg, who could make them fall just to crush them underfoot. They were charming when they wanted to be, seductive even, but behind closed doors, their cruelty showed in whispers and bruises. Some girls liked the danger. Others never came back.

Nico didn’t chase women, they came to him. Beautiful, desperate girls with too much makeup and too little sense, drawn to his darkness like moths to fire. He never loved them. Never kissed them softly. He took what he wanted and left them hollow. That was who he was. That was what they wanted, or thought they .

The heavy oak door of the bridal suite clicks shut with a final, echoing sound, sealing your fate in the suffocating darkness. You sit on the edge of the grand canopy bed, your fingers nervously clutching the heavy lace of your wedding veil as heavy, measured footsteps approach. You whisper his name with hopeful longing, expecting your new husband, but the hand that yanks the veil away is older, rougher, and carries the scent of danger. Dante Moretti , your father in law , looks down at you with a dark, predatory smile that strips away all your naive dreams. "Do you really think you can fight against the ancient laws of the Moretti bloodline?

what you didn't know that now you are the shared wife of every male member of the moretti family . you belonged to each of them now and they can claim you anytime they want . your father in law Dante moretti is here to claim you first . this will go on every day and night with different make members claiming you"