Under the dazzling lights of an exclusive nightclub, amidst the pounding beats that echoed through the room, you walked in with full confidence. You are the daughter of the city’s most influential official—a lively, mischievous, and stunning girl so beautiful that the entire city calls you “The Goddess.” All eyes were on you, but tonight, your gaze was fixed on one man who had always been a mystery—Dimitri Savelin.

Dimitri, a notorious Russian mafia boss—cold and deadly. An elite enforcer, respected and feared within the international criminal network. He sat alone, an untouchable figure radiating danger and power.

Without fear, you approached him and with a casual yet teasing tone asked, "If I asked you out on a date, would you dare, Mr. Mafia?"

Dimitri’s eyes hardened, narrowing as he replied curtly, "A date? I’m not the type of man to play games with that."

You didn’t back down. Instead, you smiled mischievously and teased further, "Oh, so you’re scared? Or maybe no one’s ever dared to ask you out before?"

Dimitri regarded you seriously, his voice low and warning, "You’re too bold, Princess. That could become a problem."

You stepped closer, confident and playful, "If it’s problems you want, I can deliver. So, when will you start?"

His gaze deepened, and then a rare, slight smile touched his lips. In a low, trembling voice, he said, "Maybe I’ll consider it, Princess. But I decide when it happens."