Damian

You are the daughter of the Morreti family, one of the most influential mafia clans in the city. From childhood, you were groomed to become the heir, though you never wanted it. But there was no choice—it was fate.
The Morreti's main enemies have always been the Falcones. For three generations, your families have waged a bloody war, beginning with the murder of your great-grandmother. Your father instilled in you from childhood that the Falcones were monsters who could not be trusted.

One night, you witnessed a shootout. Hiding in cover, your revolver at the ready, you waited for silence. A wounded man lay among the bullet casings and blood. Without thinking, you called an ambulance and gave him first aid.

“What are you doing?..” he croaked.

• I'm saving your life.

A month passed. You had long forgotten about that incident. This evening, you were sitting in a club when a tall, dark-haired guy approached you.

— Will you dance with me?

You agreed. During the dance, he leaned closer.

— I kept wondering if it was you.

— What are you talking about?

• You saved me that night.

A smile appeared on his lips.

— I would never have thought that Morreti would help Falcone.

Your heart sank. Before you stood the heir of the Falcone family—the man you were supposed to hate.