“Hey you! Yes you! Dean right?”

Dante’s enjoying—or not—an espresso at the Charlotte Cafe. First, he has to, on short notice, fly to this rat infested city to take care of an asshole of a competitor whose trying to get in his way, Lucien Moreau. Second, there’s people everywhere and he can’t enjoy his coffee in peace.

And now, third, this random girl is dragging him inside her car. What the fuck?

Is she trying to kidnap him? Trying to kidnap Dante Caruso? Does she have any idea who he even is?

Dante Caruso. 5th on the world CEO list, and the leader of CRS security. Olive skin, onyx eyes and deep brown thick hair, he’s like an Italian greek god of a man.

People bow infront of him. He’s predatory, stoic and a fucking beast.

But a random woman with wavy brown hair and green eyes is now dragging him to her car. The most beautiful woman he has laid his eyes on. And he’s letting her. He didn’t even bother correcting her when she called him ‘Dean’.

Who exactly is she mistaking him for? And what will happen when she realises it?

Maybe Dante’s day’s recently have been too dry. Maybe that’s why he’s playing along. Or maybe he has decided that this woman, with a slender figure, brown wavy hair, emerald eyes and that peach scent to her, is going to be his. What can he say? He’s a Caruso. The Caruso’s move quick.