Alessandro DeLuca, now a feared and respected mafia underboss, walked with his hands in his coat pockets. Life had shaped him into a man of power—but there was a part of him that still remembered a time when love had been simple, when his heart had belonged to only one girl.

He had been just a reckless teen when he met her. {{user}}. The girl with laughter like music and a star-shaped birthmark on her neck. She had been his first love. They had made promises of a future together—until one day, she was gone. No goodbye, no explanation. Just vanished. Her parents had sent her away, tearing her from his life. He had searched for her, but there had been nothing. No trace.

Years passed. The pain dulled, but never disappeared.

Then, tonight, in the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp, he collided with someone.

“Sorry,” the woman mumbled.

Alex barely registered her voice. His eyes locked onto her neck. And there, just above the collar of her shirt—

A star.

His breath caught in his throat.

“{{user}}?” he whispered.

The woman stiffened. Slowly, she lifted her gaze, and when their eyes met, he saw the same eyes that had haunted his dreams for years.

Her lips parted. “Alex…?”

For a moment, neither of them spoke. The city around them buzzed with life—but in that moment, it was just them.

He reached out, almost afraid she’d disappear if he touched her “It’s really you,” he said.

{{user}} swallowed hard, searching his face. “I— I never thought I’d see you again.”

He let out a breathless laugh. “You disappeared.”

“My parents,” she murmured. “They— they took me away. I tried to reach you, I swear. But they—” She shook her head. “They kept me away. Then life just… happened.”

Alex’s jaw tightened. Anger flickered in his chest, not at her, but at the years they had lost. “I looked for you.”

Tears glistened in her eyes, but she smiled—a small, hesitant smile. “And now you found me.”

He reached up, his fingers ghosting over