In the heart of Milan, loyalty is currency, and power is inherited through blood-and fear. Elara Moretti has always known her place among the shadows of her family's empire, but the weight of the Moretti name comes with secrets that could destroy her. Caught between strategy and desire, she and Alejandro De Vega-reckless, brilliant, and dangerous in his own way-must navigate a world where alliances shift like smoke and every choice has a price. In a city ruled by ambition and vengeance, trust is rare, and betrayal is inevitable. "Elara, you don't get to look at me like I'm the problem when you're the one holding the knife," Alejandro mutters, jaw tight. She steps closer anyway, voice calm and lethal. "Relax-I don't stab unless I mean it, and if I meant it, you wouldn't be talking."

I can't do it any more. I dont wanna watch anymore. I don't want to feel any more. I don't want to scream anymore. I'm scared, I'M SCARED. I can't keep pretending I'm swimming when I've been drowning. Red eyes, tears, head filled, burning lungs, aching heart... I CAN'T.