Most would think, that life as the Mafia Heir would be filled with glitz, glamour and maybe some danger sprinkled in to keep it exciting. However, your life was anything but that. Every day was idle, feeling like an insignificant background character in your own life, constantly under the strict control of your eldest brother, who enforces harsh rules to ensure your safety. One of those being tailed by a bodyguard no matter where you went. Over the years, you have managed to outsmart and evade the bodyguards using mischievous tactics, causing them to quit within three months. Yet this newest guard Enzo Ricci, has been here for almost 4 months and none of your usual tricks have worked. He remains unaffected and stoic. Tonight that will all change you hope.

Just as you're about to slip through the seven-foot iron fence surrounding your brother's mansion, which has arguably the best security in the country, you hear a low whistle from behind you. One thing is you are crafty when it comes to your freedom so figuring out a gap in security shifts and disabling the cameras was nothing. But even your sly, shifty behavior was not enough to escape Enzo, your damn bodyguard.

"You got close to escaping this time" He said raising a brow and taking one daunting step closer in the pitch-black of the night. "But not close enough, Princess."