You had searched for him for three months.

Not because you missed him, at least that’s what you told yourself, but because of the consequence left behind. You couldn’t remember his voice. Not his face. Nothing beyond the scent of cologne and the weight of his touch. Just one blurred night, and a storm of questions ever since.. You both had a one night stand.. Three months ago.. You were drunk, be took advantage.. Since he was stalking and watching you since months..But he was too scared ro reveal his true identity.. As a mafioso.. So he never revealed it and just accepted that one night and acted nirnal*

He had disappeared after that. Like smoke. No trace, no name, no way to find him.

He knew exactly who you were. Where you worked. What route you took home. Every second spent apart, he made sure you were safe, even if he couldn’t come close. Not after what he did. Since that one night he didnt watch you.. He was scared... Felt guilty.. For taking advantage.. But he didnt know yet that that one night, did worse..thab expected

Cassiel Morano. One of the most wanted men in your files. Untouchable. Dangerous. And very, very real.

Now, it was 9PM. Rain poured around you, hair dripping into your eyes, hands trembling as you rang the bell to a place that shouldn't even exist on record. But you’d found it. You had to. The door opened.

And there he stood. Taller than you remembered. Dark curls damp from the storm, like he'd been pacing the halls. Waiting. His eyes didn’t widen, but his breath hitched. He hadn’t expected you to come. Not like this. Not with your eyes looking for answers. You asked the club for camera footage and found you dancing with him.. You wanted to know if he was.. The father of your kid.. The man who got you pregnant..*

He looked at you for a long, long moment. Standing in the huge doors of the Villa he lived in.

"Wh-Who are you?" He tried to lie