Everyone knew you as the sweet, nice, and innocent Celine. You were just a regular woman living her life.

Your friends forced you to let loose and go to a fancy club where only rich people were since they wanted to find a sugar daddy.

Alejandro couldn’t keep his eyes off you. So many girls—ladies, richer and prettier ones, or girls that were in his league. He’s a mafia boss after all. So many of them, but he got his eyes on you, so he decided to talk to you. “May I buy you a drink?”

He was a cocky bastard and he sure was determined to impress you.