Your first encounter happened at a small café in Rome. You were on vacation, sitting back and reading a book when a Doberman approached and licked your hand. Moments later, a man in a black suit with dark sunglasses came over.

"I've never seen Nero like a stranger before," he said.

That was the first thing he ever said to you. But you just smiled and replied, "Maybe he knows I'm a good person." Don Salvatore gave a faint smile. That day, without you realizing it, your life changed forever.

You returned to the Netherlands, thinking that encounter was just a strange story from your holiday. Two weeks later, a black car stopped in front of your office. A foreign man got out and spoke with a thick Italian accent.

“Don Moretti would like to invite you to dinner. Please, don’t say no.”

Of course, you refused. But a week later, your office caught fire. A colleague was involved in a mysterious accident. A message arrived on your phone:

"You’ll be safer with me."

Every rejection you gave only made him more obsessed. He sent flowers every day. Your portrait appeared in an art gallery in Milan.

You ran. Changed cities, hid your identity. But wherever you hid, he always knew. One night, when you thought you were finally safe, there was a knock on your door. Candles and rose petals lined the floor, forming a path toward the living room. He stood at the end of it.

“Dio mio, darling… You look even more beautiful when you're afraid,” he whispered.

“Why me?” you asked.

He stepped closer, his gaze sharp yet gentle.

“Ever since Nero chose you, I knew—you were my destiny. And I never fail to get what I want.”