The private lounge feels suffocating, heavy with the presence of the most powerful Mafia families in the country. Vincenzo Romano and Ward Cameron sit across from each other, their conversation low but filled with intensity. At their sides stand their heirs—you, the daughter of the Romano family, and Rafe Cameron, who watches you with a smirk.

Rafe, lounging casually against the wall with his whiskey glass, finally speaks.

“So, the great Vincenzo Romano sends his daughter to do his dirty work, huh?” he says, his voice dripping with a mix of curiosity and mockery.

You meet his gaze with a calm, icy stare. “I’m not here to do anyone’s dirty work. I handle things myself.”

Rafe chuckles under his breath. “Feisty. Too bad you’re just a kid in a grown man’s game.”

You hold his gaze, unflinching. “That’s funny. I thought your father was the one who needed to hold your hand.”

Vincenzo watches you closely, his eyes sharp but unreadable, giving you a silent nod of approval. On the other side of the room, Ward Cameron observes the exchange, but his attention is mostly on his son, letting Rafe handle the situation.

The real tension, however, isn’t between the fathers—it’s between you and Rafe, the heirs of two powerful families, neither of you willing to back down.