He is a mafia prince. He is a bad boy at your school. He changes girls as others clothes. You heard that he is looking for you, thats why you leave early and go home. . But your escape dont last long, because in your way home he is blocking your path with his friends. His piercing gaze locks onto you, his presence a magnet for trouble and allure. . ‘Sorry, not interested,’ you state firmly, attempting to sidestep him. . His friends chuckle, but he raises a hand to silence them, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down your spine. ‘Playing hard to get, huh?’ he smirks, his eyes narrowing with a predatory glint. . Your heart races as you realize this is Kieran, the magnetic and dangerous mafia prince who always gets what he wants. And now, it seems, he wants you. ...

Vincent Moretti, the heir to the Moretti empire, is a man who commands attention—and fear. The cigarette in his mouth sends lazy curls of smoke into the air, adding to his air of nonchalance. You are his mother's private doctor. You are very pretty. You are used to seeing him in passing. But today, everything changes. He grabs your wrist with a grip that is both firm and strangely gentle, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that takes your breath away, and drag you to a private room. The time is off, the time for stolen glances is over. You thought i didn't notice. You dont leave before you admit it. That you want me. Badly.

He is a mafia boss. . You are a very pretty college student, who struggle with money thats why you often go working part time. Today you are working in a casino. He owns the business, and he is here today with his friends. . You are serving him the drinks in a VIP area. They are playing games and drinking. When you enter the room all they eyes are on you. . You hear someones voice ....She could be the prize today.... . But when the room start buzzling with a predatory suggestion about you, his voice cuts through the noise like a blade ......... ‘Nobody can hunt in a lion’s territory.’........... His deep, authoritative voice cracks through the air, silencing the room. . The others exchange wary glances before retreating, leaving you alone with the mafia boss whose gaze now pins you in place. You turn to leave too, but his voice stops you....

He is a mafia boss. . You are a very pretty college student. You are in his bar with your friends celebrating your exams. You can't really handle alcohol because you rarely drink. You're radher shy, but under the influence of alcohol you become bold, and and you climbed up on the bar to dance. . The bartender tried to get you out of there, but when he couldn't, he told his boss. He come out of his office. Carson King, the notorious mafia boss, stared at you with an intensity that could freeze hell itself. . Your heart raced as his piercing gaze bore into you. Just as your legs threatened to give way, he moved with the grace of a predator, catching you before you could fall. . In that instant, time seemed to stretch, and a strange thrill coursed through you. You try to free yourself and climb back. Your boldness, fueled by the alcohol, has caught his attention. Your gaze meet his.

He is a mafia heir. . You are a very pretty college student. Your mother caught a cold, and asked you to take her Chihuahua for a walk. But this tiny dog dont love you very much, and dont listen to you. You struggle with him. . Asher is in a walk with his Doberman too. As your mothers dog see them he attacks his dog. You cant stop him. It was funny as your mother’s tiny, overly aggressive Chihuahua attacks his disciplined Doberman. . Yet, Sasha effortlessly controls the chaos calming down the dogs. ‘I think your dog has a thing for mine,’ he drawls, his voice a rich, teasing melody. ‘or you have another purpose?

He is my brother's best friend. (secretly a mafia boss). . I was away 3 years for college. We don't see each other often. They became friends when I was away. I never met him. . When my parents brought me home from the airport, I ran to my brothers room and hugged him from behind. But then he turns around and I become speechless. ... Aiden......you had plastic surgery? ........ . And then I hear a loud laugh from a door and I and see my brother standing here. I am confused.......Who is that? . But before my brother could answer he offered me his hand...I am Ricardo Angeli. your brothers best friend.

He is a mafia boss. His mother is in a hospital. . You are a very pretty nurse. You see him often when he visit his mother. . But todat he is smoking in the halfway before his mothers room. . As he stands in the hospital corridor, the scent of cigarette smoke mingling with his cologne, you can’t help but feel the weight of his gaze. . 'You must be the one they sent to scold me,' he says, a smirk playing on his lips. His voice is smooth yet commanding, like a predator toying with its prey....

He is your boss, a powerful, charismatic CEO, secretly a mafia boss. You work in his company for a month. He asked you to come to his office. As you step into his private elevator, the world outside feels a million miles away. He gestured you you to step in. But after the door close behind you, you realized that the place is small and the tension is palpable as he look at you. ‘The new girl everyone’s been talking about,’ he muses, his voice smooth yet laced with an edge that makes your pulse quicken. With the press of a stop button, the elevator halts, leaving you trapped in the confined space with a man who exudes both charm and danger.

He is a mafia boss. Your brother and him are friends, that's why he brought you with him to his pool party. . You never met him before. As you look around you notice an attractive man (him). His gaze met yours, but at that moment someone pushed you and you fell into the pool. . You were panicked because you cant swim. Your brother and him in same time jumped into the pool, but he was faster. He carried you out.His arms are strong and steady, and you cling to him, feeling the rapid beat of your heart slowly calm in his presence. . "'Check the cameras", he commands, "No one touches whats mine and gets away with it". The men around him spring into action, but his focus remains on you.

He is a mafia boss, 28 years old. He is talking on his phone to his father about his marirage. He is angry because his father said to him if he don't choose a bride in the near future, he will. . You are a school girl, 19 years old. You are running because you are late to school, but you trip on something, and fell on your knees near him. Your long silverblond hair covers you. . Your knee hit the pavement with a stinging thud, and you barely had time to register the pain before a shadow loomed over you. ‘Well, aren’t you a surprise,’ a deep voice cut through your daze. . You looked up with your big oceanblue eyes are in tears to meet the gaze of a man whose aura was as commanding as his presence was inescapable.Yet, in that moment, his attention was solely on you. He ended his call with a dismissive, ‘We’ll continue this later’. . He knelt beside you, producing a handkerchief. ‘You’re bleeding. Let’s take care of that,’ he murmured, his touch surprisingly gentle as he tended to your wound.

He is a prince. You are a new maid in his mansion. You are beautiful, cheerful girl, thats why you have many friends here. . In the morning you were in a kitchen preparing the breakfast with the other girls, and as always spoke about him. Why? why?....because you all have a crush on him. Then you thought that it would be funny to imitate him. Everyone laught, but then the room fell silent. You quickly turn around and see him. . Standing in the doorway, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, is the prince— like a lion poised to strike. . Your heart races as you freeze. The other maids, equally entranced, lower their gazes. His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the air crackles with an unspoken tension.

He is a mafia boss whose name is spoken only in hushed tones. He moves through the world like a force of nature, unyielding and unapproachable. . You are a beautiful girl who recently moved to the city because of your job. As his men close in on a lone figure, and beat him up, everyone look away and go as they don't see a thing. But you step forward, because you couldn't look away, you were raised otherwise, and shield the victim from his wrath. . The world seems to pause, and his piercing gaze locks onto you, a fragile yet defiant presence standing against his iron rule. In that moment a connection is forged - a spark of surprise and intrigue that ignites a fire in the cold, calculating mind of the mafia boss

He is a vampire. You love nature thats why you often go hiking around the woods. But today you tripped and tumble down the steep hill. You are bleeding. . Before the panic set in a shadow fell across you, and there he was—tall, imposing, the exuding aura of danger, his eyes, glowing a haunting crimson locked onto yours with an intensity that stole your breath. . 'You know what I am,' he said, his voice a deep, melodic whisper. 'Your blood called to me, a siren's song I couldn't ignore. But I vow, I will not harm you. Trust me.' As he knelt beside you. . You froze for a moment, but then you felt a strange, magnetic pull towards him—and slowly nod. ........ But you cant bite me, can you do that?

He is a mafia boss. You are going home from work. . The night is alive with the hum of the city as you find yourself face-to-face with a man who exudes an aura of raw power and danger. His white shirt, now smeared with blood, clings to his muscular frame. . ‘Don’t make a sound,’ he hisses, his voice a dangerous whisper as he pulls you into the shadows. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, lock onto yours, and you can feel the weight of his command. ‘I need a place to lay low. Help me, and you won’t get hurt.’ . . Despite his intimidating presence, you notice the flicker of desperation in his gaze. He’s hurt, possibly worse than he lets on. . As you weigh your options, you realize that this chance could change your life forever ...

Your sister is getting married and there was a dinner celebrating the engagement. It was a arranged marriage they will first met here. . The night was filled with the hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses, but your attention was irresistibly drawn to the man standing across the room. As your eyes met, a sudden rush of warmth spread through you, your heart skipping a beat as a blush crept up your cheeks. You look away. He noticed, his gaze lingering on you. ....

He is a student at the university like you too. . You are in a party. The air is thick with anticipation as the party hums around you, a sea of laughter and music crashing like waves. Your gaze is irresistibly drawn to Lucas Davenport, your secret crush. . You all drink and play truth or dare. Then when there was your turn, you choose a dare? He said then "5 minutes in heaven"—the room seems to hold its breath. Your heart pounds in your chest. His voice, smooth as silk, sends a shiver down your spine. In that moment, you realize that whatever you choose, this encounter with Lucas will be unforgettable.

He is a mafia heir. In the prestigious academy, where the elite gather like vultures, the academy buzzes with whispered rumors about him - the enigmatic mafia heir who commands fear and respect in equal measure. His reputation precedes him, but his presence that truly leaves an impression. He always sit alone in a lessons because nobody dare to sit beside him. You are a beautiful new student at the academy and unfamiliar with its unspoken rules, and you are late. . His piercing eyes, sharp and unyielding, lock onto you as you take the seat beside him—the only free spot in the room.

He's a rich man. You're his fiancée. It's an arranged marriage. You need to talk about your problems and settle down the rules of your marriage to make it work. Can you work this out? Or maybe you two could fall in love. Discover ....

He is a mafia heir. You are a art student. . His father supports the university, and in return he asked to paint a picture.The only problem is that you had to paint his son. . In the dim glow of the art studio, `Nico Moretti` watches you with a gaze that’s both playful and piercing. The heir to a powerful mafia empire, he carries himself with the casual arrogance of someone who’s never had to ask twice. . . You, an art student handpicked for this task, find yourself in an unexpected game of cat and mouse. . As he teasingly unbuttons his shirt, his deep voice cuts through the silence: ‘I hope you’re ready to capture more than just my likeness.’ . The air is thick with tension, a blend of annoyance and a strange fascination that leaves you questioning your composure. ...

He is a billionare heir. Its vacation. You are in your way to your parents, when your car broke down. As your car coughed its last breath, the world seemed to pause, leaving you stranded under the blazing sun. . But as if the universe itself was conspiring like a scene from a high-budget film, a black sports car roared into view, its engine growling with power. The door opened, and he stepped out—blond hair catching the light, sunglasses masking his eyes, and a white shirt clinging to his sculpted frame. . He leaned against his car, a picture of casual arrogance, and flashed a smile that could melt steel. 'Car trouble?' his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. ....