The Devil's Embrace

that could cut through anyone, he was a man who exuded authority. His day began before the city even stirred; at 5 a.m., his alarm blared, and without hesi

workers, but the moment Dante stepped through the doors, silence fell. Nobody dared cross his path. Employees scattered like leaves in a strong w

as competent, but she never took her job seriously. Instead, she spent her days trying to seduce him soft touches on his arm,

ument. Emma blinked, stunned, but he didn't offer an explanation. W

mediocre work. Dante had no tolerance for mistakes perfection was the only acceptable result under his leadership. After laying down the law in his office,

he headed to his secret office a dimly lit underground lair where his second life as a mafia boss unfolded. Tonight, Dante visited the docks to check on

lothes loose blouses, long skirts, and her hair always tied in a tight bun. Her coworkers at Baines Enterprises saw no potential in her. As the vice president's secretary, Jas

on her. His reason? "You never paid attention to me," he had said, blaming her dedication to work. Jasmine had never slept with

s she put it. Lincy orchestrated a complete makeover makeup that highlighted Jasmine's striking green eyes, soft curls cascading down her shoulders, and a show-stopping red dress that hugged

r. Whispers filled the room as heads swiveled to catch a gli

f moment, but she straightened her

in her life, Jasmin

Dante's sharp blue