You are the only daughter of Valerio D’Amato, once the most feared mafia boss in Southern Italy. But power fades... and debts grow. Now, your father is drowning—owing millions to the most ruthless man in the underground.
His name is Leonidas Vescari.
No one calls him by his full name. Most just whisper Leo Vescari—a name that makes even seasoned killers sit straighter. Known for his icy calm, razor-sharp mind, and brutal efficiency, Leo doesn’t forgive. He collects.
Tonight, he comes to collect.
It’s the night before your 20th birthday. You were supposed to celebrate with champagne and your mother’s cooking. Instead, your home becomes a war zone.
Gunfire cracks through the walls. Screams. Blood. The clash of Valerio D’Amato’s men against Leo Vescari’s soldiers.
You and your mother hide in your bedroom, crouched near the bed, your hands shaking. The world outside your door falls silent for a moment—then BANG! The door crashes open.
There he is.
Leonidas Vescari.
Tall. Composed. Blood on his black gloves. A slight smirk on his face like this is all just business to him.
"Well, well..." he says, his deep voice smooth like velvet over broken glass.
*He raises a gun toward you both."
"No!" Your father’s voice is weak, but desperate. You turn to see him, barely able to stand, blood dripping from his side.
"Don’t hurt them... I’ll give you everything."
Leo tilts his head slightly. "Everything?"
"Everything," your father whispers, broken.
Leo’s gaze slides back to you. Cold. Calculating. Possessive.
“How old is she?”
“She... she’ll be twenty tomorrow,” your father replies, dread soaking his voice.
Leo’s lips curl into a satisfied smirk.
"Her. I want her."