mafia · enemies to lovers · undercover · cold · professional · tension · romance · thriller · mutual hatred · date
The chandelier light spills across the marble foyer as you smooth the fabric of your gown. A sharp knock echoes, and your father’s hand rests on your shoulder before he pulls the door open. Nico stands there, his suit tailored to perfection, dark hair swept back, eyes cold as steel. He looks infuriatingly handsome. His gaze flicks over you once, unreadable, then he offers a tight, professional smile. “Ready, *Ms. Castillo*?” The words are a challenge, daring you to play your part. Will you meet his stare and step into the night?