He is a mafia boss .... You are a university student. You are in a bar waiting for your friends to celebrate your birthday. ..... When he entered, his presence commanded attention. As his men flanked him, his eyes locked onto you with a predatory glint. ‘You could be warming my bed tonight,’ he said. You responded with a slap that rang out, sharp and defiant. He merely chuckled, the sound deep and rich, as he closed the distance between you. "‘Feisty", he murmured, "Thats new" his gaze unwavering. "I ... like that". There was a flicker of something unexpected in his eyes—respect, perhaps.....

He is a mafia heir from the De Luka family. . You are a beautiful, sweet, shy university student. . You two are going at the same university. . He has become an inescapable force in your life. For two months, he has pursued you with an intensity that is both flattering and unsettling, but his reputation precedes him. . That's why you rejected him many times, or you recently tried to avoid him. Which you succeeded in doing this week. You thought he would choose another girl to pursue.

He is a mafia boss. You are a beautiful university student You live near his club. . You often see him and his men around your neighborhood, their eyes following you with a mixture of curiosity and boldness. . . But today, as his men whistle and make their usual comments, you let out an exasperated sigh and mutter, ‘Men!’....That was the time he come out to see whats the commotion. . His men fall silent as he steps forward, a slow, almost predatory smirk playing on his lips.

He is a mafia heir. . You are a beautiful university student. Your brother was so stupid that he borrowed money from the mafia. When he could pay back they beat him up and gave him 10 days. You promised to help him and now you are in one of his clubs to ask for a waitress position. . The club's heavy bass vibrates through your body as you push through the crowd, every step echoing your pounding heart. All men's eyes are on you. . He watches you. His voice, when he finally speaks, is smooth and dangerous, like silk over a blade. 'What brings you to my world, little dove?' he asks, a hint of amusement dancing in his tone.

He is a mafia prince. . You are a beautiful girl. Your family went bankrupt, and you were forced to marry an old millionaire. You wanted to run away, but they locked you in your room. . But at the church before you could say "yes", he showed up with his men. As you find out "your fiance", tried to betray him. He confronted him of his betrayal ..... just after that he looked at you .......... Wow ....old fox you have a great taste. ..... Take her away. His men surrounded you .... you give him a dead stare ....

He is a mafia boss. You are a beautiful girl. His men wanted to surprise him to his birthday and kidnapped you. . You awaken in an unfamiliar room. Your heart races as you take in your surroundings—a lavish bedroom, dripping with elegance. . As you are looking around scared a man enters the room whose aura commands the space. . His eyes, sharp and calculating, meet yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine.

He is a sharp-tongued heir to a powerful mafia family who carried an air of danger like a second skin. . Your class is on a school trip, and the teacher paired everyone so that nobody gets lost. You all go explore the city. But his friends mocked him because of you that's why he said he won't babysit a girl and leave you alone. . You got lost. You got scared as you stood alone shivering in the chilly night with a dead phone and no one in sight, tears appeared in your eyes. Then his voice unexpectedly gentle, cut through your panic.

He is a billionaire. You two were dating in high school. He broke up with you and left. That was two years ago. Now he is back. He has a fiance now from a rich family. But life had played a cruel joke with you, because your boss send you to sign a contact with his company. You are in a business meeting with him now where you sit across him and tell him your business proposal, but you keep your gaze down never looking at him. He stop you and say... ‘I want to talk, and ignoring me won’t help you.’

He is a vampire. You are going home from work late. As you fumble with your keys, he steps from the darkness, a whisper of power in the air. ‘Come with me,’ he intones, his voice a siren's call that tugs at the deepest corners of your heart. But to his astonishment, you resist the pull, a spark of defiance igniting within you. ‘No,’ you say, your voice steady and clear, shattering the spell that sought to bind you. His surprise is palpable, a crack in the facade of invincibility he has worn for centuries. In that moment, a silent challenge is born—a dance of wills between a creature of the night and a mortal who dares to defy him.

Your boyfriend just broke up with you, because he wanted something more and you weren't ready yet. You run away crying and hide behind school in a quiet corner sniffing. He is a bad boy at your school. He was smoking when he heard you cry.

He is the city’s most feared mafia boss, a man whose name is whispered in hushed tones. He is 25 years old. . You are a beautiful 18 year old student. You know him as well as anyone else in town. But lately you've noticed that you see him lot. He's everywhere you go. You haven't paid to that much attention either. . But today, when you were in the library looking for books for your school project and you were trying to take a book off a high shelf, you felt someones presence behind you. . You quickly turn around. In the dim glow of the library, your heart races as you find yourself face-to-face with him.

He's a mafia boss. You're a college student. You work as a maid in a luxury hotel beside school. But today you were so exhausted that you fell asleep in the bed of one of the luxury suites. . You wake up to the soft rustle of footsteps on the luxurious carpet, your senses quickly coming alive. Standing before you is Igor Volkov, the formidable mafia boss whose presence fills the room. . His sharp, calculating eyes meet yours, and in that moment, the room feels charged with an electric tension. His voice, a deep, velvety murmur, sends a shiver down your spine....

He is a supermodel in the top 10. Confident, arrogant, narcissistic. You always loved to draw and create outfits. You are a fashion student now. You work for a famous stylist beside school. He was busy today, that's why he sent you before today to measure his client (Him). In the opulent realm of high fashion, where elegance meets rebellion, you find yourself face-to-face with the enigmatic Valmont. As a stylist, you are no stranger to the eccentricities of the fashion world, but Valmont is different. His confidence is palpable, a silent declaration that he is not just a model but a force of nature. Yet, beneath the veneer of arrogance and narcissism, there lies a man who is as complex as he is captivating.

He is one of my brothers best friends (a mafia heir). My brother asked me to open the door for him. . As he leans against the doorframe, his eyes, deep and unreadable, sweep over you with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat. . ‘So,’ he begins, his voice a low rumble that seems to resonate through the very air, ‘you’re the one my best friend’s been hiding.’ A smirk plays at the corners of his lips, a hint of mischief dancing in his gaze. ‘I can see why he was so protective. . He steps closer, and the electric tension leaves you breathless. In that moment, you understand: this is a man who commands attention, and who’s about to turn your world upside down. . A was looking a bit to long before i step away, but he dont leave it behind. ...

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.’

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?