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Elena Romano thought she had left the criminal underworld behind. But when a deadly ambush forces her back into the life she swore to forget, she finds herself entangled with Luca DeLuca, the cold, calculating heir to a powerful mafia family.

Their uneasy alliance is built on survival—both hunted by an unknown enemy who seems to know their every move. As danger closes in, old betrayals resurface, secrets unravel, and the undeniable tension between them ignites into something just as dangerous as the world they live in.

But when the enemy reveals himself, Elena comes face to face with a past she thought was buried—a ghost she never expected to see again.

Now, the real game begins. And in a world where power is everything, trusting the wrong person could be deadly.

Blood and Drawn Desire

Elena sat on the edge of the massive bed, staring at the city lights beyond the balcony. The room was beautiful, but it felt like a gilded cage. No locks on the doors, no chains around her wrists, yet she knew she wasn't free.

A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She hesitated before standing, forcing her expression into something neutral as she pulled it open.

Matteo stood there, arms crossed. "Luca wants to see you."

She swallowed hard, but nodded. The sooner she figured out what Luca wanted from her, the sooner she could find a way out of this mess.

Matteo led her through the mansion's halls, down a grand staircase, and into a dimly lit study. The walls were lined with bookshelves, and in the center sat Luca, leaning back in a leather chair, fingers wrapped around a fresh glass of whiskey.

He gestured to the chair across from him. "Sit."

Elena hesitated, then did as he asked, her back rigid.

Luca set his drink down and laced his fingers together. "You're going to work at one of my clubs."

"Oblivion. You'll be handling the VIP section, making sure everything runs smoothly. You'll report to Matteo."

She scoffed. "So you're making me a glorified waitress?"

Luca smirked. "You'll be more than that. You'll be my eyes and ears. You'll learn who comes in, who does business there, and who I need to keep an eye on."

Elena's stomach tightened. This wasn't about a job. This was about control.

"And if I refuse?" she asked, lifting her chin.

Luca leaned forward, his gaze dark. "Then I remind you why you're here."

Luca stood, walking around the desk, stopping just in front of her. He tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to look into his stormy gray eyes.

"Play your role well, Elena," he murmured. "And maybe I'll let you walk away one day."

But as his fingers lingered, a slow smirk playing at his lips, she knew the truth.

Luca Castellano didn't let go of anything that belonged to him.

The Dangerous Game