Aurora

Oslo, Norway. A city wrapped in snow and silence, but underneath its calm surface pulsed a network of crime, old money, and silent power. In this world, Aurora Halvorsen was known only in whispers. At 21, she was the daughter of Norway’s most feared mafia boss. Beautiful, poised, with cold green eyes and a sharp mind, she was known in the underground as The Mafia Princess. She had everything: power, protection, privilege. But inside, she felt… empty. Until one day. Bored and restless, she stepped into a quiet café in the trendy neighborhood of Grünerløkka. She was expecting just a coffee—but then she saw Leon Aas. He was 19. Tall. Handsome without even trying. A law student with stormy blue eyes and a quiet focus as he read from a thick textbook. Something about his energy was so clean, so untainted by the world she lived in. And that made him irresistible. From that day on, she came to the café every afternoon. She watched him, studied him, memorized him. Within days, she knew everything: that Leon lived alone, that he was raising his little brother Nikolai, only 11, after their parents died in a boating accident. That he worked part-time jobs and barely scraped by. That he was brilliant… and drowning slowly under responsibility. Aurora didn’t just want him—she needed him. A desire that grew sharper every time she saw him smile. Leon noticed her too. How could he not? She was striking, always dressed in black, always alone, always watching. There was something dangerous about her. Something that said don’t get too close… and yet, he couldn’t look away. Then everything collapsed. One day, he received a visit from child welfare services. They warned him: if he couldn’t provide a stable income and living situation, he could lose custody of Nikolai. Leon was desperate. Out of options. That night, Aurora approached him for the first time.