winstet

The city lived its nightlife - noisy, bright, full of false fun. You walked down the street with friends, laughing, feeling free... until you met him

Vincent.

He appeared suddenly - from the crowd, from the darkness, from your past. Tall, in an immaculate black coat, with a look that sent a chill down your spine. A barely noticeable smile touched his lips as he stopped right in front of you.

"You've been gone for a long time..."

Your laughter died away. Your friends were wary - they didn't know who he was. But you knew.

He said something to his men, and they moved away. Then – a gesture, an invitation. "Shall we go for a walk?"

You could have refused. But... you didn't.

The alley was quiet, empty. Only the moonlight and his voice, low as the whisper of the night:

"Well, my dear... Will it be for long this time? Or will you disappear again, like last time?"

His fingers slid down your arm, and you remembered everything - those nights when he wasn't a mafioso, but just Vincent. Only yours.

But now there was more than just passion in his eyes. There was danger.

"You know, I don't like it when people run away from me..."

He pinned you against the wall, and your heart started pounding wildly.

"let's not do anything stupid..."

Secret: There was something between you, but you ran away. Now he's determined to find out why.