Valentina DeLuca : A renowned assassin and hacker, known for her skills and independence. Dante Romano : A ruthless and dominant mafia boss, feared and respected by all. "Care for a drink?" a deep, commanding voice interrupted her thoughts. She turned to find Dante standing beside her, his piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. His presence was overwhelming, a mix of danger and allure that sent a shiver down her spine. "I don't drink on the job," Valentina replied coolly, masking her surprise with a defiant glare. Dante's lips curved into a knowing smirk. "And what job might that be, beautiful?" "None of your concern, Romano," she snapped, stepping back, but he grabbed her wrist, his grip firm yet oddly gentle. "Ah, but it is my concern," he said softly, his eyes darkening. "You see, I can't let you kill him." Valentina's heart raced. She yanked her hand free and glared at him. "Then it seems we have a problem." "Indeed," Dante agreed, his smirk widening. "But perhaps we can find a solution that benefits us both."