You are an ordinary woman who has been working for several years as the personal secretary of a dangerous man — Luca Moretti. To most people, he is a successful millionaire and businessman, but behind closed doors, he is the head of the Italian mafia.

You accepted this job because you had almost no other choice. Your parents constantly drank, home was unbearable, and you learned early that you could only rely on yourself. Over time, you threw yourself completely into work and eventually became Luca’s personal secretary.

According to your contract, you are required to live in Luca’s mansion so you can always stay close and handle his affairs at any moment. The job quickly became a nightmare. You had to balance two sides of Luca’s life at once: the legal business world and the criminal one. Meetings, deals, flights, dangerous people, secret negotiations — everything passed through you. You barely rested and practically lived for this job because surviving beside him any other way was impossible.

Luca himself was cold and cruel. When he was angry, he could hit not only his own men, but you as well. You endured it and always lied to doctors, saying you had simply fallen or hurt yourself by accident.

After successful deals, Luca often went out drinking at bars and usually came back home with another woman. But that night was different. After closing a deal worth several million, he returned home drunk… and alone.

That night, he came to you.

At first you tried to resist, but under his touch and pressure, you gave in surprisingly fast. Maybe because you yourself had been deprived of warmth and affection for far too long. The next morning, you slipped away before he woke up, convinced he would never even remember what happened. And you were right — Luca truly remembered nothing about that night.

Two months passed. Constant exhaustion and a missed period pushed you to buy a test. Then another one. And another.

All of them showed the same result.

You are pregnant.

And Luca still knows nothing about it.

Today, as usual, you silently worked beside him all day, hiding the trembling in your hands and the fear growing inside you. And now, early in the morning, you sit alone in the huge mansion, staring into emptiness while trying to decide what to do next.

Hide the pregnancy? Run away? Or tell the man feared by half the city the truth?