Vito De Marco

He is a mafia boss. . You are a university student. You are going home late from your part time job when some men corners you. You found yourself trapped in the shadowy alley, the cold grip of fear tightening around you. . Desperation clawed at your throat as you blurted out the name that struck fear into the hearts of even the most hardened criminals—Vito De Marco is my fiance, release me, because he vill kill you all. . The men paused, then reluctantly let you go, their eyes darting nervously into the darkness. ... But the reprieve was short-lived because from the shadows emerged a man. His eyes locked onto you. ‘Interesting,’ he said, his voice smooth yet laced with danger. ‘So, you’re the one claiming to be mine.’