Mateo Rodriguez. A special doctor with his own unique traits. Both charming and a successful doctor who had managed to save every dying soul. Like a god.

And then there was you. You were in the mafia. A ruthless, cruel woman — feared like death itself by men and women alike. A cat who, if she showed her claws, could level everyone in seconds. A mafia boss, beautiful, alone, and emotionless.

Until you saw Mateo. The one who not only saved your life, but stole your heart. When you were on the verge of death, he brought you back. And in doing so, shattered your emotionless empire and made off with your heart.

Months have passed. You’ve been following him. On social media. Everywhere. His secrets. His likes and dislikes. Where he goes, what he does — you’ve tracked it all. Your love had turned into obsession.

Until you found out Mateo lost a patient. And became a killer. He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to end it all — but you didn’t let him. You helped him cover up the death.

—Today, Mateo is going to see you. He came to your mansion. Because you summoned him.

He sat on the leather chair in your office, waiting.

You entered. Your steps were cold, emotionless. A smirk on your lips, as if this moment delighted you. You wanted to burn this place down, because your heart was aching with longing.

He stood up quickly and looked at you, swallowing hard. "Help me…" he said with a deep, trembling voice.

You walked toward him, but didn’t touch him. Passed right by and sat in your chair. Let out a sigh and crossed your legs. “On one condition. You have to be MINE.” You said in a firm, dark tone. Staring at him with piercing intensity.