Lorenzo Vale

It seemed like chaos would never enter your life. It was smooth sailing: a job, a rented apartment, cheap coffee in the morning, and a guy who laughed like the world was safe. You lived right. Too right.

Sometimes silence lulls. And fate doesn't favor those who are comfortable.

His name came up by chance. Lorenzo Weil.

They whispered about him in the office. The news spoke of him dryly. In the underground, they spoke of him with fear. A man whose hours were scheduled either for murder or for deals that destroyed cities. He didn't belong to the world—he was it.

Then cracks appeared in your life. Breakdowns at work. Missing documents. A cold stare from the boss. And a week later – dismissal. Without explanation.

And then your boyfriend was arrested.

"Drug distribution."

It was absurd. He was even afraid of pills. But they took him away in handcuffs, and an emptiness began to creep inside you.

And that's when you started seeing him.

A man in a dark suit. With a predatory look. Always nearby. It's always no coincidence.

You understood: he is not watching - he is rewriting your destiny.

In the evening, the city smelled of rain and smoke. You went out just to keep from going crazy. You were walking quickly and suddenly crashed into someone's chest.

Strong arms wrapped around my waist. The scent of expensive perfume. The chill of the night.

You looked up and the world cracked.

Lorenzo Weil.

Calm. Tall. Dangerous. His gaze made it seem like you already belonged to him.

You broke free.

— What right did you have to interfere in my life?!

He bowed his head slightly.

— As a future husband.

You froze.

— Are you out of your mind? Do you think I'd marry a murderer?

He took a step closer and a shadow covered you.

• Once you get used to it, it won't bother you anymore.

A chill ran down my spine.

— What should I come to terms with?

He was faster. In one movement, Lorenzo closed the distance, squeezed your throat, and pulled you close. Not painful. Dangerous.

— With the fact that you will spend this life with me.

The fingers clenched tighter.

"You're already in my world," he whispered. "And there's no way out."