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00:00There are bad mornings, and then there's this.
00:03I'm standing in front of a marble fountain the size of a swimming pool,
00:07holding a half-melted box of pastries and wondering how my life imploded so fast.
00:11It started with my GPS lying to me.
00:15Turn left, it said, so I did.
00:17Straight into the wrong damn driveway.
00:19Now I'm here, outside what looks like a modern palace,
00:22all glass walls, white stone, and manicured palm trees that scream money.
00:28Miami sun blazing, sweat trickling down my neck,
00:31and a security guard staring at me like I'm a threat to national security.
00:35This isn't 218 Ocean View Drive, I ask,
00:39holding up my phone like it's proof I belong here.
00:42The guard's sunglasses reflect my own desperate face.
00:46This is 218, but not Ocean View.
00:48This is Ocean Estate.
00:50Okay, but the app said.
00:52He lifts a hand.
00:53Ma'am, I suggest you turn around before someone notices you're here.
00:57Too late.
00:58Someone already has.
01:00A deep voice cuts through the humid air.
01:02Who's she?
01:03I turn, and immediately forget what language I speak.
01:07The man walking down the steps looks like he stepped out of a billionaire's fever dream.
01:12Black dress shirt, top buttons undone, sleeves rolled up to show tan, veined forearms.
01:18He's tall, broad-shouldered, and walking with that slow, lethal confidence people don't learn.
01:24They're born with it.
01:25The security guard straightens.
01:27Mr. DeLuca, sir, she's lost.
01:29I'm not lost, I interrupt, clutching my pastry box tighter.
01:34I'm delivering food.
01:35DeLuca stops halfway down the stairs.
01:37His sunglasses hang from his shirt.
01:40His brown eyes assessing me with the kind of calm that feels like a storm pretending to nap.
01:44You deliver pastries to private estates now?
01:48He asks, dry amusement in his tone.
01:51I swallow.
01:52I freelance.
01:53Gig economy.
01:54Don't judge.
01:55He smirks faintly.
01:56What's in the box?
01:58Croissant.
01:59And regret?
02:00That earns a low laugh.
02:01You're not from any bakery, I know.
02:04Yeah, well, maybe you're not as cultured as you think.
02:08The guard shoots me a look like I've just committed a felony.
02:10But DeLuca's smile only widens, the slow, dangerous kind that says he's intrigued despite himself.
02:18Bring her in, he says, heading back up the stairs.
02:22Wait.
02:23What?
02:23I just need directions.
02:25You'll get them, he calls over his shoulder.
02:28After I decide if I like your croissants.
02:31The guard sighs like this happens more often than it should.
02:34Inside.
02:35The air conditioning hits me like a slap from God.
02:37The place is absurd.
02:40Marble floors.
02:41Open glass ceilings.
02:43Sunlight bouncing off everything like it's showing off.
02:46He leads me through to a terrace overlooking an infinity pool so blue it looks fake.
02:52He gestures to a seat.
02:53Sit.
02:54Tell me why you're trespassing.
02:56Wasn't trespassing.
02:58I mutter, dropping into a chair.
03:00GPS error.
03:02He takes the box from my hands, opens it, and examines a pastry like it's evidence in a trial.
03:08You made these?
03:10Yes.
03:10By choice?
03:11I blank.
03:12Excuse me?
03:13He shrugs, biting into one.
03:15Most people who bake look... calmer.
03:18Well, I'm calm on the inside, I say.
03:20Just sweating out my life's failures on the outside.
03:23That gets him again.
03:25The faint, amused exhale.
03:28He wipes a crumb off his thumb, watching me like he's reading something behind my words.
03:33What's your name?
03:34Lila.
03:34Lila what?
03:36I hesitate.
03:37Walker.
03:38He nods slowly.
03:39I'm Nico.
03:41Right.
03:42Nico, who owns the kind of house that has its own zip code.
03:45He leans back in his chair, sunlight hitting his jawline in a way that makes me forget to breathe properly.
03:51You sound like you don't belong in places like this.
03:54I don't.
03:55I rent an apartment above a laundromat where the dryer screams every ten minutes.
04:01His brow arches.
04:03Then why aren't you there?
04:04I gesture vaguely.
04:06Because my car broke down, my rent's due, and this delivery app was my brilliant attempt at fixing my life.
04:13Spoiler, not going well.
04:15He studies me for a long second, then sets down the croissant.
04:18So you're broke, stranded, and trespassing.
04:23Yeah, I say, meeting his eyes.
04:25How's your day going?
04:27He actually laughs, quiet, disbelieving.
04:30You have nerve, Lila Walker.
04:31I have nothing left to lose.
04:34It's a powerful aesthetic.
04:36Something shifts in his expression.
04:39Interest, or maybe pity.
04:41Hard to tell.
04:42Fine, he says finally.
04:44I'll have my driver take you home.
04:46Relief washes through me like sunlight.
04:50But not yet.
04:51Not yet?
04:52He stands, motioning for me to follow.
04:54You owe me a favor.
04:56I just gave you free pastries.
04:58He glances back, smirking.
05:00I don't eat free food.
05:02I eat loyalty.
05:03Wow.
05:04Okay.
05:05Mafia vibes much?
05:06He pauses.
05:07Just slightly.
05:09My joke hangs in the air too long.
05:11I was kidding.
05:12I add quickly.
05:13Mostly.
05:15He doesn't correct me.
05:17Instead, he walks into what looks like a sunlit home office.
05:20Walls of glass overlooking the water.
05:22Papers and files are spread across a massive white desk.
05:26You're going to sit there, he says,
05:28pointing at the chair opposite him.
05:31And type.
05:32Type what?
05:33He slides a sleek silver laptop toward me.
05:35An email I can't send myself.
05:37I blink.
05:38Why can't you send it?
05:39Because the person it's going to would trace it to me.
05:42You, however, are just a poor pastry girl who took a wrong turn.
05:46My stomach knots.
05:47I'm not doing anything illegal.
05:50His gaze meets mine.
05:51Calm.
05:52Steady.
05:53Unreadable.
05:54Then don't.
05:55The air feels heavy despite the sunlight streaming through the windows.
06:00I sit.
06:00Hands hovering above the keyboard.
06:02Trying to ignore the fact that I'm either in a billionaire's mansion or a crime movie.
06:07Maybe both.
06:08What am I typing?
06:09I ask.
06:10He recites a message.
06:11Short, polite, and weirdly vague.
06:14Nothing incriminating.
06:16Just business talk about a cancelled meeting and a shipment delay.
06:19I send it.
06:21He nods.
06:22Good.
06:22Now you're part of the story.
06:25My heart skips.
06:27Part of what story?
06:29The one you shouldn't have walked into.
06:31I shoot to my feet.
06:32I really should go.
06:34He leans back in his chair, lazy but dangerous.
06:37If you leave now, you'll walk into the wrong car.
06:40There are men outside who think anyone walking out of this house alone knows too much.
06:45I stare at him.
06:47You're joking.
06:48Do I look like I joke about murder in broad daylight?
06:50Unfortunately, no.
06:53He sighs, rubbing his temple like I'm giving him a headache.
06:57You'll stay here until I clean up a mess I didn't create.
07:00I cross my arms.
07:02You can't just keep me here.
07:04Watch me.
07:06The arrogance in his tone should infuriate me.
07:08And it does.
07:10But there's also a glimmer of something else in his eyes.
07:14Worry.
07:15Fine.
07:16I snap.
07:18But you're paying for my Uber when this is over.
07:21His lips twitch.
07:22You'll get more than an Uber.
07:24I'm not your problem.
07:27He stands, closing the distance between us in two steps.
07:31You walked into my world.
07:32That makes you mine to deal with.
07:35The air between us hums.
07:37Sunlight slicing through the glass and painting gold lines across his face.
07:41I hate that my heart skips again.
07:44Not from fear this time.
07:46But from something dangerously close to fascination.
07:49Enjoy the guest room.
07:51He says finally, turning away.
07:53Try not to get kidnapped before lunch.
07:55And just like that, the door closes behind him.
07:59I'm left in a glass palace.
08:00With the most terrifyingly attractive man I've ever met.
08:04A man whose name probably makes people disappear.
08:07And a stomach full of anxiety and...
08:09Pastry.
08:10Wrong mansion, my ass.
08:12I just crashed into another universe.
08:14And I have no idea how to get out.
08:18I wake up to sunlight so bright it feels like I've been reborn in someone else's tax bracket.
08:24White curtains.
08:25Crisp sheets.
08:26A view of the ocean that could cure depression.
08:29Then memory slams in.
08:30Wrong mansion.
08:31Scary hot guy.
08:32Mafia vibes.
08:33My phone's gone.
08:34So is my pastry box.
08:36Great.
08:38I'm officially a prisoner in a luxury hotel with mood swings for management.
08:42I drag myself out of bed.
08:45Find a white linen dress folded neatly on a chair.
08:47And a note beside it in clean.
08:49Slanted handwriting.
08:51Breakfast on the terrace.
08:52Don't wander.
08:54And don't wander.
08:55Sure, let me just tattoo that on my forehead.
08:58The terrace looks like an Instagram ad for sin.
09:01Sunlight bouncing off crystal water.
09:03The air thick with the smell of citrus and expensive coffee.
09:06Niko's already there.
09:08Black shirt again.
09:09Sleeves rolled up.
09:11Sitting like a man who owns time itself.
09:14Morning, sunshine.
09:16He says without looking up from his tablet.
09:18You know what's creepy?
09:19When kidnappers offer breakfast.
09:21His eyes lift, amused.
09:23You think I'm your kidnapper?
09:24I think you're way too calm about the whole, you can't leave because men might kill you
09:30thing.
09:31He sets the tablet down.
09:33I told you the truth.
09:34There's heat right now.
09:36Someone's been taking shots at my operation.
09:38I snort.
09:39Operation.
09:40That's such a mafia word.
09:42His mouth curves.
09:43Would you prefer family business?
09:45I'd prefer totally legal import company.
09:49Then that's what it is.
09:50He slides a plate toward me.
09:52Eggs, fruit, toast, all arranged like a food magazine layout.
09:56I sit.
09:57Mostly because my stomach betrays me.
09:59So what?
10:00I just stay here and play house until your enemies get bored?
10:03He watches me over his coffee cup.
10:05You'd rather risk your life outside?
10:07I'd rather not be your problem.
10:10Too late.
10:10He sets the cup down.
10:13You sent that email.
10:14That makes you traceable.
10:16If they think you're mine, they'll try to use you.
10:18And I don't like loose ends.
10:20I glare at him.
10:21You make everything sound like a threat wrapped in a compliment.
10:25Then stop giving me reasons to worry about you.
10:29Worry about me?
10:30You don't even know me.
10:33He leans forward.
10:34Sunlight cutting across his jawline.
10:36His tone low.
10:37I know trouble when I see it.
10:39And you walked into mine like you were meant to.
10:42The line hangs in the air, hot and heavy.
10:45My pulse stutters like it doesn't know whose side it's on.
10:49Do you rehearse that stuff?
10:50I mutter.
10:52Or does it just come naturally with the yacht and the ego?
10:55He laughs, short and sharp.
10:57You're not afraid of me.
10:59That's either brave or stupid.
11:01Both.
11:02I say, stabbing a piece of fruit.
11:04Mostly stupid.
11:05He nods like he agrees.
11:07And somehow that annoys me even more.
11:10Later, he takes me for a drive.
11:12If you can call roaring down the Miami coastline in a matte black convertible.
11:16A drive.
11:18The sun hits everything like it's been polished for a commercial.
11:22He's quiet.
11:23One hand on the wheel, the other draped lazily over the gear shift.
11:26So, I say, is this the part where you tell me about your tragic backstory?
11:33He smirks.
11:34You think I have one?
11:35Please.
11:36Every brooding billionaire with bodyguards has trauma.
11:39Childhood tragedy.
11:41Betrayal.
11:41First love died dramatically.
11:44It's a genre.
11:45He side-eyes me.
11:46You watch too many movies.
11:48Netflix raised me.
11:49Don't judge.
11:51His smile fades, replaced by something quieter.
11:54My father was shot in front of me when I was fourteen.
11:57You can stop joking now.
11:58I freeze.
11:59Oh, I...
12:00Sorry.
12:00Don't be.
12:01His tone's calm, almost detached.
12:04He ran things before me.
12:05Thought peace was possible.
12:07Turns out peace costs more than blood.
12:10I look at him.
12:11The sunlight catching the edge of his expression.
12:14Something worn.
12:15Older than it should be.
12:17So you inherited...
12:18This.
12:20This, he says, eyes on the road, wasn't a choice.
12:23But I'm good at it.
12:24Too good to walk away.
12:26The words hang between us, sharp and real.
12:29I don't know what to say, so I settle for sarcasm.
12:32Sounds exhausting.
12:33He glances at me.
12:34You get used to exhaustion.
12:37The drive ends at a private beach.
12:39White sand stretching like it's been ironed.
12:42Two security guys keep their distance.
12:44Nico walks barefoot into the shallows.
12:46The surf brushing his rolled-up trousers.
12:49Sunlight bouncing off his watch.
12:51You ever think about quitting?
12:53I ask.
12:53He turns to me.
12:55And do what?
12:56Open a bakery?
12:57Hey, don't knock bakeries.
12:58We make people happy.
13:00His lips twitch.
13:01You don't look happy.
13:03I was before you turned my life into a hostage spa vacation.
13:07He steps closer.
13:09You keep saying you want to leave, but you're still here.
13:12I step back.
13:13The sand hot under my feet.
13:16Because you won't let me.
13:18Because you'd be dead if I did.
13:19For a moment, the wind dies.
13:23He's standing so close I can see the faint scar under his jaw.
13:27The one no designer shirt can hide.
13:29You don't have to protect me, I say quietly.
13:32He looks at me for a long moment.
13:35Then says, maybe I do.
13:37The sound of an approaching engine cuts through the moment.
13:40A black SUV speeds toward us along the private drive.
13:43Nico's whole body changes.
13:45Shoulders tense.
13:46Hand instinctively brushing the gun I hadn't noticed before.
13:50Inside, he says.
13:52Wait, what's happening?
13:54Go, now.
13:55I bolt for the beach house, sand flying.
13:57The guards move fast, forming a wall near the SUV.
14:00Voices shout.
14:01My heart's pounding so loud I can barely hear.
14:04When Nico storms back inside, his face is darker than I've seen it.
14:08Rival message, he mutters.
14:10They know you exist.
14:11My stomach drops.
14:13Me?
14:13How?
14:13The email.
14:14They traced it.
14:16You're leverage now.
14:17I grip the counter.
14:18You said it wasn't illegal.
14:19It wasn't supposed to be.
14:21So now what?
14:22I get a bullet with breakfast?
14:24He shakes his head.
14:26No one touches you.
14:27The way he says it.
14:29Steady.
14:29Absolute.
14:30Makes something inside me twist.
14:33Why?
14:34I ask softly.
14:35I'm just some girl who got lost.
14:38He meets my eyes.
14:39Maybe that's exactly what I needed.
14:42I hate the way my chest tightens.
14:44That's not romantic.
14:45That's psychological warfare.
14:47He almost smiles.
14:48You're a terrible guest.
14:50Good.
14:51I'm not trying to impress you.
14:53The next few days are a blur of sunlit tension.
14:56I'm technically free to roam the house, but the guard's eyes follow me everywhere.
15:00Nico works from his glass office, phone pressed to his ear, voice low and dangerous.
15:05Sometimes he catches me staring and smirks, like he knows exactly what I'm thinking, but
15:11won't let me admit it.
15:13On the third afternoon, I wander out to the pool.
15:17He's already there, shirt off, sprawled in a lounge chair like a threat made of tan skin
15:22and control issues.
15:24Can you not exist so confidently?
15:26I say.
15:27It's offensive.
15:28He opens one eye.
15:30You could join me.
15:31Yeah, because nothing says safe house like sunbathing with my captor.
15:36Captors don't order you fresh lemonade.
15:39He nods toward the glass beside me.
15:42Drink before it melts.
15:43I sip it out of spite.
15:45So, what happens when your enemies realize I'm just a broke girl with bad luck?
15:49They'll stop looking, he says simply.
15:52Until then, you stay close.
15:55Define close.
15:56He looks at me.
15:57Really looks.
15:58The sunlight turning his eyes amber.
16:01Close enough that I can keep you alive.
16:04Something inside me burns hotter than the Miami sun.
16:08You really do think the world revolves around you, huh?
16:11I know it doesn't, he says quietly.
16:12That's why I fight to control what I can.
16:16For a second, I see past the arrogance.
16:19The exhaustion.
16:20The cracks.
16:21The loneliness built from too much money and not enough peace.
16:25I set the glass down.
16:27You should eat another croissant.
16:29You're getting soft.
16:31He laughs.
16:32And it's a sound that feels rare.
16:35Like I've unlocked something no one else has.
16:37But the peace doesn't last.
16:39The next morning, chaos breaks the calm.
16:43One of his men bursts in during breakfast.
16:46They hit the shipment, he says.
16:48Sunport.
16:49Two trucks down.
16:50Nico stands instantly, eyes like steel.
16:52Any casualties?
16:54Three.
16:54And a message.
16:55The man hands him a phone.
16:57The screen shows a photo.
16:59Me, walking outside the house.
17:01My blood goes cold.
17:03He looks at me, all warmth gone.
17:05They're coming for leverage, I swallow.
17:07Meaning me.
17:09He nods once.
17:10Meaning you don't leave my sight again.
17:13This isn't my fight.
17:15Too late, he says, voice rough.
17:19You made it mine.
17:20The room feels smaller.
17:21Sunlight suddenly too bright.
17:23He's standing inches away now, the air electric.
17:27You should hate me, I whisper.
17:30He tilts his head.
17:31I should.
17:32But you don't.
17:33He holds my gaze for a heartbeat that feels like forever.
17:37No, I don't.
17:38Outside, the waves crash against the shore.
17:41Loud and endless.
17:42Like they're mocking the idea that any of this could stay under control.
17:47And for the first time, I realize.
17:50Neither of us wants it to.
17:55The next morning, Miami feels too bright.
17:58The kind of sunshine that makes everything look sharp and real.
18:00No shadows.
18:02No excuses.
18:04I'm sitting on the terrace.
18:06Coffee untouched.
18:07Watching guards patrol the driveway like we're in some daytime soap with too much money and too many secrets.
18:13Inside, Nico is on the phone.
18:16His voice is low, clipped, all business.
18:18Something about retaliation.
18:20Shipments.
18:21Boundaries.
18:22Words that sound normal until you remember he doesn't sell cereal for a living.
18:25When he hangs up, he walks out.
18:29Expression unreadable behind aviators.
18:31Pack a bag, he says.
18:34My stomach tightens.
18:35Why?
18:36Because they found this address.
18:38And your solution is what?
18:40We just...
18:41Move houses.
18:42You think I can just keep hiding?
18:43He takes off the sunglasses.
18:45Eyes catching the sunlight.
18:47Fierce and weary all at once.
18:49This isn't hiding.
18:50It's staying alive.
18:51I'm not part of your world.
18:54You are now.
18:55I laugh without humor.
18:57You're unbelievable.
18:58He steps closer.
19:00You walked into my world, Lila.
19:02You didn't ask to.
19:03I didn't plan to keep you.
19:05But here we are.
19:06That's not an answer.
19:08He pauses.
19:10Then maybe you deserve the truth.
19:12He turns and gestures toward the far side of the terrace where his car waits in the driveway,
19:17gleaming under the sun.
19:19Come with me.
19:21I don't know why I follow him.
19:23Maybe because I want answers.
19:25Or maybe because, despite all logic, I trust him more than I should.
19:30The drive takes us inland, out of the glass mansions and palm-lined perfection, into open
19:35fields that roll under the bright, punishing daylight.
19:38Somewhere near the Everglades, he stops beside a wide, modern ranch house surrounded by tall
19:43grass and silence.
19:45This was my father's, he says, stepping out of the car.
19:48The first property he bought after leaving Sicily.
19:51He built it to be untouchable.
19:53I climb out, heat pressing against my skin.
19:57So this is your hideout.
19:59This is home.
20:00He leads me inside.
20:03Wide open rooms.
20:05Sunlight flooding through floor-to-ceiling windows.
20:08Air smelling like wood and dust and memory.
20:11He doesn't look like the Don here.
20:13He looks like someone who's forgotten how to breathe normally.
20:16He stops by a framed photo on a shelf.
20:18A man with the same jawline, same eyes, standing next to a boy who can't be more than twelve.
20:26He wanted peace, Nico says quietly.
20:29Didn't believe in violence.
20:30Thought he could buy safety with respect.
20:32They killed him in daylight, outside a cafe.
20:35I stare at the photo, then at him.
20:38And you took over.
20:39I swore it would never happen again.
20:41I built something stronger.
20:43Cleaner.
20:44No one touches my family now.
20:46And what am I in this?
20:48His gaze lands on me, heavy, searching.
20:51You're the first thing that's made me question it.
20:53I don't breathe.
20:55I just stare at him.
20:56Sunlight slicing through the space between us.
20:59That's not fair.
21:01I whisper.
21:02He steps closer.
21:03No, it's not.
21:04You should hate me for dragging you into this.
21:06You should want to run.
21:08I do.
21:09I say.
21:11Even as my body leans toward him.
21:13Then why are you still here?
21:14I swallow.
21:16Maybe because you ruined my peace.
21:19His jaw tightens.
21:20And for a second, he looks like a man fighting a war entirely inside himself.
21:24Guess I'll have to live in chaos, then.
21:27The words hang there.
21:29Quiet.
21:30Dangerous.
21:32Too honest.
21:33But before I can respond,
21:35one of his men bursts through the door,
21:37sunburned and breathless.
21:40They're coming.
21:41Trucks.
21:41Three of them.
21:42Nico's already moving, pulling a phone from his pocket, barking orders.
21:46Get everyone to the South Gate.
21:48Keep them off the property.
21:50What's happening?
21:51I demand.
21:52Stay inside, he says, not looking at me.
21:55The hell I will.
21:56He turns sharply, eyes flashing.
21:58Lila, this isn't your fight.
22:00Then stop making it about me.
22:02The words hang there like a slap.
22:04His expression softens, but only for a second.
22:07If they think you're mine, they'll try to use you.
22:10I can't let that happen.
22:11And if they kill you?
22:12He smiles faintly, the kind of smile that shouldn't exist on a day this bright.
22:16Then you get your freedom back.
22:18I shove him.
22:20That's not funny.
22:21I wasn't joking.
22:23And then he's gone.
22:24Out into the burning light.
22:26Barking orders, surrounded by men with guns and panic and loyalty.
22:29I stand there useless, furious, scared, heart-hammering against my ribs.
22:35I can see the dust kicking up from the long road that cuts through the field.
22:39The trucks are real.
22:40Three of them.
22:41Sunlight flashes on windshields.
22:43I grab the first thing I can find.
22:46A small metal pistol from the open cabinet by the door.
22:49No idea how to use it, but I'm not going to sit and watch him die.
22:52Outside, the sound of engines grows louder.
22:56I run across the porch, screaming against the blinding glare.
23:00Nico turns, sees me curses.
23:02Lila, get inside!
23:03Not a chance.
23:05The trucks stop at the edge of the field.
23:07Doors open.
23:08Men pour out.
23:09It's chaos under the blazing sun.
23:11Shouts, orders, the metallic click of guns.
23:14But there's no hiding.
23:16No dark alley.
23:17Just brutal daylight exposing everything.
23:20Nico fires first.
23:22Controlled.
23:23Precise.
23:23His men move in rhythm.
23:25The invaders scatter, but they're not trained for open ground.
23:28The scene looks like a twisted chessboard made of sun, dust, and adrenaline.
23:33I crouch behind a concrete pillar, useless gun shaking in my hands.
23:38A stray bullet hits the fence post near me, splintering wood.
23:42My ears ring.
23:43Nico shouts something, voice rough with anger and fear.
23:46One of the attackers breaks past the guards, running straight toward the house.
23:51He's fast, wild-eyed.
23:52I don't think.
23:53I raise the gun and fire.
23:55The shot goes wide but close enough to make him flinch.
23:58Nico's there in a blink, tackling him hard into the dirt.
24:01The man doesn't get back up.
24:03The silence after feels deafening.
24:05It's over in minutes.
24:07The trucks retreat, kicking up dust and defeat.
24:10The guards regroup, shouting orders, collecting weapons.
24:14Nico walks back slowly, chest rising and falling, gun still in his hand.
24:20There's blood on his sleeve, not his, I hope.
24:23You're insane, I whisper.
24:25He looks at me, eyes darker than I've ever seen them.
24:29You shouldn't have been out here.
24:31I wasn't going to sit inside like some accessory while you die in the sun.
24:34His jaw tightens, then he laughs.
24:38A short, broken sound.
24:40You're unbelievable.
24:41You started it, I say, voice shaking.
24:44You dragged me here, made me care.
24:47And now you act like this is normal.
24:50He steps closer, the sunlight behind him too bright to look at.
24:54Nothing about you is normal.
24:56I should back away, but I don't.
24:58So what now?
25:00You won, right?
25:01Your enemies are gone, and I go back to my tiny apartment above the laundromat?
25:05He studies me for a long second.
25:07If you want to.
25:08And if I don't?
25:09His hand lifts, hesitates in mid-air like he's not sure he deserves to touch me.
25:14Then you stay.
25:15I breathe out, shaky.
25:17As what?
25:18He half smiles.
25:19My peace.
25:20I huff out a laugh.
25:22You ruin everything you touch.
25:24Then I'll ruin this slowly.
25:26It shouldn't sound romantic.
25:28It shouldn't make my heart trip over itself.
25:31But here, in this blinding sun where everything feels too real, it does.
25:36He takes my face in his hands.
25:38And the world goes quiet.
25:40No gunfire.
25:41No guards.
25:41It's just the sound of the sea and my own heartbeat.
25:45You don't get to own me, I say, voice low.
25:48I don't want to own you, he murmurs.
25:50I just don't want to let you go.
25:53The kiss happens like gravity.
25:55Inevitable.
25:56Sun-warmed.
25:57Desperate.
25:59It tastes like salt and adrenaline, and something that shouldn't be possible in a life like
26:03his.
26:05When he pulls away, his forehead rests against mine.
26:08You can still walk away, he says.
26:11I'll make sure you're safe.
26:13I shake my head.
26:15You think safety's what I want after all this?
26:17He smiles faintly.
26:19You really are chaos.
26:21Guess we're even.
26:23A week later, we're back at the mansion.
26:25What's left of it?
26:27Repairs, new security, a few less men.
26:29The world outside pretends nothing happened.
26:31Because that's what money buys.
26:33Amnesia.
26:34I sit on the terrace again, same sunlight, same ocean, except everything feels changed.
26:42Nico stands by the pool, phone pressed to his ear, giving calm orders to rebuild what
26:46he almost lost.
26:48When he hangs up, he walks over, pulling off his sunglasses.
26:53You know, I say, I could still leave.
26:57Get my car fixed, move to another city, start over.
27:00You could, he agrees.
27:01But, he smirks faintly.
27:04You won't, I roll my eyes.
27:06You're infuriating.
27:07And yet, he says, lowering himself into the chair beside me, you're still here.
27:13We sit in silence for a while, the wind soft, the sky an endless blue that feels like a promise.
27:20You ruin my peace, he says quietly.
27:24Guess you'll have to live in chaos.
27:26Then, his hand finds mine, warm and sure, and in that sun-drenched stillness, surrounded by
27:33everything that should have broken us, I realize something wild and terrifying.
27:38I already do.
27:40If this story made your heart race, don't just stop here.
27:44There are more voices, more confessions, more impossible loves waiting.
27:49Subscribe, turn on the bell, and step back into the sunlight of another dangerous romance.
27:54Love and danger never looked this good in daylight.
27:59If this story hit you right in the chest, drop a comment.
28:02Tell me your favorite moment, the line that stayed with you, or the scene you wish never ended.
28:07Your words keep these stories alive.
28:09November 1st, I will turn back into the glass any last night.
28:25cambio me.
28:26I will turn back into the glass room.
28:28знач legislation 111 X3
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