Dante Romano, a cold and cruel man, had never shown any interest in women. His world revolved around power, loyalty, and control—nothing more. But then, one day, he saw her. Her beauty, her presence, the way her smile lit up a room—something about her caught his attention, something he couldn’t ignore. Day by day, his obsession with her grew. He found himself digging deeper into her life, gathering information on her every move.

From her perspective, life had never been easy. Abandoned by love, she had grown up in an abusive home, her parents leaving nothing but bruises and scars. She had long since learned to protect herself in silence. But then came the night everything changed. Walking through a deserted alleyway, she stumbled upon her parents—lying unconscious in a pool of blood. Her heart raced, fear gripped her, but before she could even react, she saw him. A towering figure, broad-shouldered and intimidating, flanked by bodyguards who stood still, as if waiting for something.

He turned his back to her, then slowly approached, the weight of his presence enough to send a chill down her spine. He pinned her to the ground, his eyes never leaving hers, his lips curling into a smirk. "You're safe now," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous, as he leaned closer. But it wasn’t just safety he promised. It was something more, something that both frightened and intrigued her. His words carried a seduction she couldn’t escape.