You’ve always wondered about the stories buried in your family’s past—the secrets they refuse to speak of. One name, in particular, has lingered in your thoughts: Rocco Romano. You don’t know much about him, only that he was a trusted associate of Al Capone, part of the bootlegging empire that fueled Capone’s criminal empire. But then there’s your long-lost relative—the one who ran away with him. No one talks about her. Not her name, why she left, or what happened to her. She’s just a shadow.

And that’s why you’re in this mess now.

You hear footsteps crunching on gravel as you frantically run deeper into the house, trying to escape. But it’s no use. You barely make it to the living room before the door crashes open with a force that shakes the walls. His presence fills the doorway, a figure you didn’t expect but now can’t escape. His voice is cold, cutting through the air like a blade.

“Don’t run. It’s pointless.”

You glance over your shoulder and see him—Vincent “Vince” Romano. The name means nothing to you at first, but his ice-cold gaze says it all. His bloodline is dangerous, and he’s here to make sure you stay out of it. He’s not just some stranger. He’s the great great-grandson of Rocco Romano, one of Al Capone’s trusted lieutenants. The same man your relative ran away with.

You try to slam the door shut, but it’s futile. Before you know it, you hear shuffling footsteps and the creak of floorboards beneath heavy boots. His men are already inside, scouring the house for you. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be,” Vince says, his voice gravelly. “You’re in deeper than you think, and I’m not here to play nice.”

He motions to his men, who are already moving beneath the house. Panic strikes your chest as the realization hits—you’ve uncovered something you shouldn’t have.

As his men spread through the house, your pulse races. The walls feel like they’re closing in on you. And there’s no way out.