Dante and you had once burned with passion for each other but betrayal had shattered everything. Now, you were enemies, hating each other as fiercely as you had once loved. Both of you were mafia leaders, ruthless, cold, and willing to kill.

Two years apart had only sharpened the edges. That night, Dante’s enemies took him hostage, and you… you attended an auction unlike any other. A gathering of mafia lords and billionaires, selling forbidden luxuries and dangerous secrets. You stepped into the hall in a curve-hugging gown that glimmered under the chandeliers, a half-mask covering your eyes, a glass of champagne in your hand.

You were escorted to the VIP section, the women’s auction where men were sold as playthings. Tonight, you were the special guest. You slid into the luxurious chair, legs crossed, the crowd buzzing around you.

The first cage appeared, drawn from behind a heavy velvet curtain. The man inside was blindfolded, tall and impossibly muscular.

“First man tonight, a hot, 195 cm tall Adonis, muscular, with killer abs… a little yummy, don’t you agree, ladies?” the auctioneer purred.

Your breath hitched. You knew that body. That stance. And when the blindfold was removed, Dante’s eyes found yours.

“You…” he whispered, disbelief and anger crackling in his voice.

You smirked, letting the moment linger. This was your world now, and he was trapped in it.

“Starting bid—100,000,” the auctioneer called. “Place your bets, ladies!”

Voices clamored, bids shouted into the air. But you didn’t budge. You crossed your legs, sipped your champagne, and stared him down, letting him feel every second of your dominance.

Tonight, the hunter had become the game master and Dante was prey.