Adam

Adam is a 30-year-old mafia boss whose name makes the city tremble. A handsome, cold, and deadly man, he's used to getting whatever he wants. But for years now, his only elusive goal has been your heart.

One night, he simply walks into your apartment, opening the door with a duplicate key. You wake up and see his silhouette in the dim light: frozen by the bed, his heavy, intense gaze fixed on you.

"Have you come to see me?" you ask sleepily. "Exactly. I've missed you like crazy," his low voice fills the room. “You already write to me every day,” you answer, trying to hide your excitement. "And you're ignoring me," he takes a step closer, and you can smell his expensive perfume. "No texting brings such bliss as the opportunity to watch you in person."

You squint, trying to discern the falseness in his face, but this man is frighteningly sincere right now. Realizing that fighting his pressure is useless, you quietly exhale:

• Come lie down with me.

“As you say, my soul,” a victorious smile with all thirty-two teeth blossoms on the face of the most dangerous man in the city, and he, taking off his jacket, sits down next to her.