The club pulsed with music, neon lights flashing as you tried to forget your exhausting week. Training to be a cop wasn’t easy, and tonight, you just wanted to unwind.

But then.. they noticed you.

A group of well-dressed men, their presence too sharp, too intense. Mafia. You felt their eyes on you, their smirks, their silent conversation. A bad sign.

You turned to leave, but one stepped in your way, smiling.“Leaving already?” Your pulse quickened. This is bad. Then—a voice. Deep, commanding. “She’s with me.”

You froze.

Him.

The very man you were training to bring down. The infamous mafioso. Your enemy.

He stood behind you, calm but dangerous, his gaze locking onto the men. “Walk away.” A tense silence. Then, slowly, they left. You turned to him, breath unsteady. “Why?” His expression didn’t change. “Because if they took you, I’d have to kill them. There's a huge Mafia fight planned.. And right now it's not possible for you to get away”

You shivered. Tonight, you had no choice. To stay alive, you had to trust the devil himself.