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         ANTONIO Rafaello and Giovanni Massimiliano didn't know the word 'mercy' ever since they were just little kids. Born in the mafia families, they played with real guns instead of toy cars.

They grew up and became more invincible and menacing with each passing day.

The legal age to become the next leader in the family was sixteen. Antonio took over the tradition at the age of sixteen and Giovanni did the same. However Giovanni was few years younger than him.

Antonio's father arranged his marriage with the daughter of his friend as it was the tradition of early marriages in mafia families.

Once a leader marries someone, no matter what would be the status of his wife, he could never leave her. Because only the child produced by her, would be the next leader in line. However he was allowed to keep mistresses.

Antonio was not really interested in his wife as love didn't matter to him at all. His mother's death before his eyes and then seeing his father with different mistress everyday, made him heartless. So he used the other women for his pleasures.

Ophelia was the most calm and quiet girl. The patience and love was her special traits. She loved Antonio despite his rude comments and harsh behaviour. She believed that one day he would love her back.

Like a good wife she would take care of him. This frustrated Antonio more. He wanted the doe eyed girl to hate him, to see him as a monster he was. But watching her preparing meals for him, taking off his coat for him and tying his tie for him frustrated him.

His heart was developing feelings for her without him knowing. Despite the hard glint always remained in his eyes for her, he was moving towards her.

And on one drunk night, he confessed his feelings. The night was the gift to Opehelia's all prayers. She ran her dainty fingers through his dark locks when his head rested on her lap.

Antonio's eyes never moved from her big green eyes. He enjoyed the innocent blush on her cheeks. That night all of his barriers broke. He surrendered himself in front of the small vixen who was his wife, his companion.

He fell in love with her.

But who would knew that their life would never be simple. After two months of their new happy life, His one mistress claimed that she was pregnant with his baby. And that was true.

Ophelia was devasted but she composed herself for the sake of Antonio. Antonio never regreted anything in his life. But watching the tears and look of betrayal in Ophelia's eyes broke his heart.

He talked to Ophelia about the matter. She advised him to take care of the baby and the mother as the baby was his blood too. Antonio agreed and provided the other shelter for his mistress, Cecelia and their baby.

After a week of everything, Ophelia became sick. She was told that she was pregnant. Antonio was never that happy in his life. Of course the child was from his loving wife. He'd be his heir in the future.