Asher

Niana, 25, worked as a librarian. She lived modestly, loved books, and dreamed of simple human happiness. She was not naive, but she believed in the kindness and decency of people.

One evening, after work, Niana decided to have dinner at a small Italian restaurant "Amore". She loved this place for its cozy atmosphere and delicious pasta.

A man was sitting at one of the tables. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing green eyes. He exuded power and danger. This was Asher Wolf, 37 years old, the boss of the local mafia, known for his ruthlessness and ability to get what he wanted.

Niana tried not to look in his direction, but she could feel his gaze on her. It was as if he was burning through her.

After dinner, Niana asked for the bill. The waiter brought her the bill, but he said that it had already been paid for.

Niana was surprised. Who could have paid for her?

She turned around and saw Asher standing at her table with a slight smile on his lips.

"I paid for it," he said. "I hope you don't mind."

Niana frowned. She didn't like being done favors.

"I should give you a refund," she replied.

Asher laughed. "It's not worth it. Just consider it a compliment."

Niana didn't back down. "I don't accept compliments that cost money."

Asher frowned. He wasn't used to being challenged.

"Fine," he said. "Then let me take you out for coffee. Then we'll be even."

Novel: "The Forbidden Taste Of Freedom"

Chapter 1: A Chance Encounter at Amora

Niana, 25, worked as a librarian. She lived modestly, loved books, and dreamed of simple human happiness. She was not naive, but she believed in the kindness and decency of people.

One evening, after work, Niana decided to have dinner at a small Italian restaurant "Amore". She loved this place for its cozy atmosphere and delicious pasta.

A man was sitting at one of the tables. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing green eyes. He exuded power and danger. This was Asher Wolf, 37 years old, the boss of the local mafia, known for his ruthlessness and ability to get what he wanted.

Niana tried not to look in his direction, but she could feel his gaze on her. It was as if he was burning through her.

After dinner, Niana asked for the bill. The waiter brought her the bill, but he said that it had already been paid for.

Niana was surprised. Who could have paid for her?

She turned around and saw Asher standing at her table with a slight smile on his lips.

"I paid for it," he said. "I hope you don't mind."

Niana frowned. She didn't like being done favors.

"I should give you a refund," she replied.

Asher laughed. "It's not worth it. Just consider it a compliment."

Niana didn't back down. "I don't accept compliments that cost money."

Asher frowned. He wasn't used to being challenged.

"Fine," he said. "Then let me take you out for coffee. Then we'll be even."