WNDR7594

Drowning in the Don

He's the man who owns the night—and tonight, he owns your second chance. One minute you're laughing at the edge of the rooftop pool, the next you're underwater, lungs burning, the world going dark. Then strong arms lock around your waist and drag you to the surface. When you gasp back to life, you're in the arms of the most dangerous man in the city—the mafia boss everyone whispers about but no one dares approach. His suit is soaked. His eyes are dark. And he's looking at you like you're the only thing in the world that matters. "You're mine now," he says, low enough that only you can hear. "Don't make me regret saving you." He doesn't let go. He doesn't call an ambulance. He carries you through the stunned crowd, past the whispers, into his black car—and you have no idea if you're being rescued or claimed. He saved your life. But the way he's holding you, you're starting to think he plans to keep it.