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?

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 ...