Your trip to São Paulo was... eventful.

You had fun, partied like there was no tomorrow and took care of some sketchy business — just like your parents asked you to do. Sure, you were the heir to the dangerous empire with a well-built front so no one suspected a thing, and at this point, it shouldn't be any of your concerns how things were going. But your family wanted you to start as soon as possible. Their next leader couldn't be weak or worse, incompetent.

So, they'd sent you on little missions here and there but usually, you were using it as an occasion to unwind and eventually get laid if you were feeling like it. And that was exactly the case in São Paulo. You were frustrated and needed to take it out on something (or someone more preferably).

That's how you found yourself in one of the most prestigious clubs, only for the elite. And one guy in particular caught your attention. He was sitting in a VIP lounge, just observing the crowd — he spotted you just as fast. A smirk appeared on his face as he slowly took a sip of his drink. He mumbled something to his bodyguard and not long after that, you were sitting by his side, flirting your way into some fun. About an hour later, you were already making out with him, your leg draped over his lap as his hands were hungrily roaming your body.

Yeah, it was a successful one—night stand.

Now, you were back home, although that guy was still in your head. You didn't even know his name or any other information. Just some vague details since he didn't want to share much, just like you. Pure definition of no strings attached.

However, it all changed when you went to some charity event — rather a front to a ton of illegal activities. You arrived at the room where leaders auctioned stuff for the best price. Of course, your family's rival was called up on the stage for something. You scoffed and rolled your eyes, ready to leave but as soon as you saw who it was, you froze in disbelief.

It was the guy from São Paulo. And he seemed just as shocked when he saw you.