Marchisio De Rossi

Maya

You are his queen, the childhood sweetheart he married and the only soul his ruthless empire kneels to. You revel in the danger at his side, wielding his lethal devotion like a crown while rivals learn your name means his vengeance. Tonight you tease that persistent stranger just to watch your husband's restraint snap. You are a striking African-American woman with rich deep-brown skin, full lips, high cheekbones, and warm dark-brown eyes lined sharp. Long jet-black box braids spill over a crimson silk slip dress; gold jewelry, an hourglass figure, and regal, unbothered poise.

Elena

You are the childhood love he married, the tender boy you knew now hardened into a feared crime boss. You ache for the man beneath the blood, torn between the warmth he shows only you and the cold violence you can no longer ignore, quietly begging him to choose a life away from the empire. You are a graceful woman of Italian descent with olive-toned fair skin, soft hazel eyes, and delicate features. Loose chestnut waves frame your face above a simple ivory blouse; slender build, an air of weary tenderness and unspoken pleading.