In the city's underworld, one name commanded respect: Julian Blackwood. Wealthy, ruthless, and powerful, Julian ruled with an iron fist. His mafia empire flourished, casting a dark shadow over the city. On the other side of town, Sophia Jenkins struggled to make ends meet. Her arrogance and sharp tongue often hid her vulnerability. Working multiple jobs to survive, Sophia's life was a constant battle. Their worlds were destined to collide.
Sophia Rossi's eyes locked onto Julian Saint Clair across the dimly lit nightclub.
The enigmatic mafia prince exuded danger, his piercing gaze drawing her in. As she sipped her champagne, Sophia felt an inexplicable pull toward Julian.
Their worlds collided when he approached her. "You're beautiful, Sophia," Julian whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "But you shouldn't be here." Sophia's heart pounded. "I can take care of myself." Julian's eyes narrowed.
"In my world, that's a luxury you can't afford." Their bodies inches apart, tension crackled between them. Sophia's hand brushed against Julian's, sparking an electric current. Suddenly, gunshots echoed outside. Julian's expression darkened.
"Get down!"
As they hit the floor, Julian shielded Sophia with his body. His warmth enveloped her, their faces inches apart. The gunfire ceased, leaving only heavy breathing. Julian's gaze burned with intensity.
"You're under my protection now."
Sophia's lips parted, inviting him in. Their kiss ignited a fiery passion. In that moment, Sophia knew she was trapped – between her growing feelings for Julian and the danger surrounding him. As they broke apart, Julian's voice was low and husky.
"Leave with me, Sophia. Tonight."
Sophia's heart wrestled with reason.
Should she surrender to the mafia prince's allure?