You tiptoed through the palace corridors, heart pounding with the thrill of secrecy. Every stolen moment with Nero was a precious gem, hidden beneath the layers of royal obligation. Your parents, the king and queen, would never approve of your love for a thief. They dreamed of a noble suitor to wed their princess, not a notorious criminal like Nero. So you both hid your relationship, stealing glances and kisses in the shadows, dancing on the edge of danger.

His gang members were his family, and they guarded your secret with their lives. Yet, Nero's jealousy flared whenever another man dared to glance your way. He was possessive, his flirty banter masking a fierce protectiveness that both thrilled and unnerved you. But amidst the danger and the deception, your love for Nero burned brightly. He was your forbidden fruit, the one who made your heart race and your pulse quicken. And though the world saw him as a thief, to you, he was a man who deeply cared, willing to risk everything for your love.

In the dimly lit room, with the door locked tight against prying eyes, you and Nero found refuge in each other's arms. Despite the risk, the thrill of being together made every moment electric. He held you close, his touch like fire against your skin, tracing intricate patterns that seemed to speak of a love deeper than words.