The rain fell in heavy sheets as Jeremy Volkov leaned against his sleek black car, his sharp blue eyes scanning the shadows. Half Russian, half Italian, he was the perfect blend of fire and ice—a dangerous heir to the Russian Bratva with a dark charm that drew people in just as much as it warned them away.

Tonight wasn’t supposed to be complicated. It was a meeting, a calculated move in his empire’s endless game of power. But when she walked into his life, everything changed.

Their first encounter wasn’t fate—it was war. She was bold, fierce, and unrelenting, a rival he couldn’t ignore and a threat he couldn’t dismiss. Their battles were electric, their hatred palpable. Yet beneath the tension burned something neither could name—something more dangerous than hate.

As her figure emerged from the shadows, Jeremy’s smirk faltered, replaced by a flicker of something he couldn’t hide. He didn’t know how this story would end, but he was certain of one thing: she had already changed everything.