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00:00If I'd known the man behind the glass desk was that kind of boss,
00:04the kind people whisper about in expensive restaurants,
00:06I wouldn't have marched into his office like I owned the place.
00:10Actually, no.
00:13Who am I kidding?
00:14I totally would have.
00:15Because when you've been pushed around long enough,
00:17something inside you just snaps.
00:19And today, mine snaps spectacularly.
00:23It starts at eleven in the morning,
00:25under the kind of California sunlight that makes the whole city shimmer.
00:29I'm in my wrinkled cream blouse,
00:31clutching my tote bag like a weapon,
00:34standing in the marble lobby of the Valencia Tower,
00:37a.k.a. the headquarters of Trouble.
00:39I'm here because the delivery company I work for,
00:42CaliSwift, just lost its biggest account.
00:45Apparently, one of our drivers spilled espresso all over an Italian silk suit
00:49belonging to the CEO of Rossi Holdings.
00:53Guess who took the blame?
00:54Yep, me.
00:55The manager who wasn't even there.
00:57So now, I'm jobless, furious, and three rent payments behind.
01:01And the guy responsible, this Mr. Rossi, won't even return my calls.
01:06So I'm going straight to the top.
01:08Miss, you can't go in there without an appointment.
01:11The receptionist stammers as I storm past her.
01:14Then pencil me in as the woman who's about to lose her mind.
01:17I shoot back.
01:19The elevator doors close before she can reply.
01:21I don't know what I'll say when I see him.
01:24Maybe I'll yell.
01:25Maybe I'll cry.
01:26Maybe I'll tell him his stupid Italian silk isn't more important than my entire life.
01:30The elevator dings on the top floor.
01:34The moment the doors open, the world changes.
01:37It's bright.
01:39Sunlight pours through floor-to-ceiling glass, reflecting off gold accents and white marble.
01:45It's like stepping inside a luxury magazine.
01:47The air smells like fresh citrus and power.
01:50And then...
01:51There he is.
01:52Sitting behind a sleek white desk, wearing a perfectly tailored black Brioni shirt, the
01:57top button undone.
01:59He's leaning back in his chair like he's posing for a billionaire watch ad.
02:03He looks up.
02:04I stop breathing.
02:06Let me guess, he says, his voice smooth.
02:10Lazy.
02:11Dangerous.
02:11You're not here for a job interview, I blink.
02:14No.
02:15I'm here because your company just destroyed my career and my reputation.
02:18One dark eyebrow arches.
02:22That's quite an entrance.
02:24What's your name, sweetheart?
02:25Sweetheart?
02:26Nope.
02:26Not happening.
02:27Harper Quinn?
02:28I snap.
02:29And don't call me sweetheart.
02:31He smirks like he's just found his new favorite argument.
02:35All right, Miss Quinn.
02:36Why don't you tell me why you're storming into my office like you own half my company?
02:40Because for one insane moment, I wish I did.
02:44I launch into my rant.
02:45Fast.
02:46Breathless.
02:47Angry.
02:47I tell him about the ruined contract.
02:50The false blame.
02:52The HR emails that went nowhere.
02:54He just watches me.
02:56That unreadable half-smile playing on his lips.
02:58Like he's enjoying a private show.
03:01When I finish, I'm red-faced and trembling.
03:03So yeah.
03:04I came here to tell you your company ruined my life.
03:07And I want an apology.
03:09He leans forward, elbows on the desk.
03:11His voice drops, quiet but sharp.
03:13You have guts, Miss Quinn.
03:14Nobody walks in here talking to me like that.
03:18Maybe nobody's desperate enough.
03:20I fire back.
03:22A pause.
03:24Then, he laughs.
03:25Not a big laugh.
03:27Just this low, amused sound that makes my pulse trip.
03:29God, it's unfair.
03:31No one that intimidating should sound that good when he laughs.
03:35He stands.
03:36And my breath catches.
03:38He's taller than I expected.
03:40Maybe six foot three.
03:41With that effortless dominance that doesn't need words.
03:45The kind that says people move when I walk into a room.
03:48Follow me, he says, walking toward the glass wall behind his desk.
03:53I hesitate.
03:54Where are we going?
03:55He glances over his shoulder.
03:57To fix your problem.
03:58I blink.
04:00You're just, what, going to make it disappear?
04:03He shrugs.
04:03That's usually how things go around here.
04:06We step into a smaller conference room glowing with sunlight.
04:10I swear every chair looks more expensive than my car.
04:12He picks up the phone, barks a few orders in Italian, and within five minutes, five,
04:18someone emails proof that my termination was reversed and my name cleared.
04:22Just like that.
04:24I stand there, speechless.
04:26He hangs up, then turns to me.
04:30Happy?
04:30I, uh, yeah.
04:32I stammer.
04:33I mean, I didn't expect you to actually do something.
04:36He finishes for me, amused.
04:37Most people don't.
04:39I should leave.
04:40I should.
04:40But there's this magnetic pull I can't explain.
04:43So, you really are Mr. Rossi?
04:45Luca.
04:46He corrects smoothly.
04:48Luca Rossi.
04:49Something in the way he says it makes my stomach twist.
04:52Like the name carries power.
04:54He studies me for a beat, head tilted.
04:58Tell me, Harper, do you always burst into offices when something goes wrong?
05:03Only when I've lost everything, I say without thinking.
05:06He smiles faintly.
05:08Then you should come here more often.
05:09I could use someone like you, I blink.
05:12Use me how?
05:14He walks closer, his steps slow, deliberate.
05:17You're bold.
05:18You speak your mind.
05:19You don't flinch when I look at you.
05:21That's rare.
05:22He's standing close enough that I can smell his cologne.
05:25Something crisp and expensive.
05:27I'm offering you a job, he says.
05:30As my assistant, I laugh out loud.
05:33You're kidding, right?
05:34You can't just...
05:35I can.
05:36He interrupts calmly.
05:37And I just did.
05:39I shake my head, half laughing, half terrified.
05:42You don't even know me.
05:44That's the fun part, he says, leaning in slightly.
05:48Besides, I like surprises.
05:49I cross my arms.
05:51You're serious.
05:52As a heart attack, he says, smirking.
05:55Starting salary.
05:56More than you made last year.
05:58Benefits.
05:59A car.
06:01Office upstairs.
06:02I open my mouth.
06:04Close it again.
06:05He adds.
06:06Almost as an afterthought.
06:09Of course, the position comes with...
06:11Certain expectations, such as...
06:13Loyalty, he says simply.
06:15And the ability to handle chaos, I snort.
06:18I've been handling chaos since I learned how to pay rent with quarters.
06:22His smirk deepens.
06:24Then you'll fit right in.
06:26I'm still processing when a man in a tailored suit enters the room.
06:30Whispers something in Italian.
06:32And Luca's entire expression changes.
06:35Cool.
06:36Controlled.
06:36Suddenly sharper.
06:38He waves the guy away.
06:39Nothing I can't handle.
06:41He mutters.
06:42Eyes flicking back to me.
06:44Something about the way he dismisses danger so casually tells me this isn't a normal CEO.
06:50Who are you, really?
06:52I ask.
06:53He smiles, all charm and danger.
06:55Let's just say my business.
06:57Isn't exactly corporate?
06:58You mean illegal?
06:59He chuckles.
07:01That depends on who's asking.
07:02I fold my arms tighter.
07:04Okay.
07:05Now I'm definitely not taking that job.
07:07He steps closer, lowering his voice.
07:10You already did.
07:11You just don't realize it yet.
07:13My heartbeat skids.
07:14He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a business card, and places it in my hand.
07:20His fingers brush mine.
07:21Warm.
07:22Steady.
07:23Confident.
07:23Report here tomorrow at nine.
07:26He says,
07:27If you don't, I'll assume you changed your mind.
07:29But if you do, you won't regret it.
07:32I stare down at the card.
07:34Luca Rossi.
07:35Chairman.
07:36Rossi Holdings.
07:37I look up.
07:38You're insane, he smirks.
07:42Probably.
07:43But I get things done.
07:45I don't know whether to laugh, scream, or run.
07:47Instead, I walk toward the door, turn back once, and say,
07:51You have no idea what you're getting into.
07:53He smiles.
07:55That dangerous, knowing smile again.
07:58Neither do you, Miss Quinn.
08:00When I step out into the sunlit street, my heart's pounding like I'd just survived a car crash.
08:06I glance at the card again, his name shimmering under the sunlight.
08:09And I have the insane feeling that my life just tilted on its axis.
08:15Because somehow, the most terrifying man I've ever met just decided I belong in his world.
08:20And for reasons I can't explain, part of me wants to see what happens next.
08:24I should have known assistant meant something entirely different in Luca Rossi's world.
08:32Because on my first day, I realize quickly, his office doesn't run like any normal business.
08:39There are no polite handshakes, no water-cooler small talk, and definitely no HR department.
08:46Everyone walks fast, talks quiet, and avoids eye contact like they're afraid their souls might get repossessed.
08:52And Luca? He's the sun everything orbits around.
08:56He greets me in that same black shirt, tailored within an inch of perfection,
09:01standing behind his glass desk, bathed in sunlight that pours across the entire floor.
09:08Miss Quinn, he says smoothly.
09:10You showed up.
09:12I'm impressed.
09:14Don't be, I reply, dropping my tote bag on the chair.
09:17I'm just here until I find a real job, he smirks.
09:20Oh, sweetheart, you're in the realest job there is.
09:24I roll my eyes, but he catches it, his lips twitching like he enjoys the challenge.
09:30He spends the morning showing me around, though showing really means testing me.
09:36He drops folders, changes appointments mid-sentence,
09:39asks me to call senators and bankers like it's a casual Tuesday.
09:42I keep up, barely.
09:44But every time I manage, that faint hint of admiration flickers in his eyes.
09:49By noon, I'm exhausted but weirdly exhilarated.
09:54Not bad, he says, leaning against the doorway of his office.
09:58Most people quit by lunch.
10:00I'm not most people.
10:02His smile widens.
10:04That's why you're here.
10:05A few days in, the routine settles, if you can call it that.
10:10Luca doesn't just own Rossi Holdings.
10:12He runs an empire.
10:14Real estate.
10:15Shipping.
10:15Construction.
10:17And as I'm slowly learning,
10:19a few businesses that don't exactly appear on any tax records.
10:22I never ask questions.
10:24But I hear things.
10:25Names.
10:26Numbers.
10:27Quiet orders in Italian that make my stomach twist.
10:31And yet.
10:32He's not cruel.
10:33Not with me.
10:35If anything, he's disarmingly normal sometimes.
10:37Dryly funny.
10:39Occasionally even charming.
10:40One afternoon.
10:41We're in his private meeting lounge overlooking the Los Angeles skyline.
10:45Sunlight flashing off glass towers below.
10:48He's dictating a letter, but his attention keeps drifting.
10:51Something on your mind, boss?
10:52I tease.
10:53He looks up.
10:54I'm wondering how you manage to make everything sound like an insult and a compliment at the same time.
11:00It's a gift, I say, pretending to type.
11:04He chuckles softly.
11:06Don't lose it.
11:07This world will try to take that from you.
11:10There's something in his tone.
11:12Quiet.
11:13Warning.
11:14Almost protective.
11:16For a man wrapped in power and danger,
11:18he has these flashes of vulnerability that catch me off guard.
11:22By week two, people start whispering.
11:24I notice it in the hallways.
11:27The lingering glances.
11:29The exchanged looks.
11:31One of the senior aides corners me in the break room,
11:34pretending to stir her coffee.
11:37Word of advice, Harper.
11:38Don't get too close to him.
11:40I arch an eyebrow.
11:41Too close?
11:42You'll know what I mean, she says, lowering her voice.
11:46People who do, don't last long.
11:49The words rattle me more than I admit.
11:50Because if there's one thing I've learned,
11:54it's that Luca Rossi doesn't keep people close unless he has a reason.
11:59That afternoon, he calls me to ride with him to a property meeting.
12:03It's a bright day,
12:04the kind of California sun that makes the world feel gold-edged.
12:08His car, a silver Bentley,
12:10smells like cedar and leather.
12:13He drives fast, one hand on the wheel,
12:16the other resting casually near the gear shift.
12:18You're quiet, he says.
12:21Just wondering what kind of boss personally chauffeurs his assistant.
12:25He grins sideways,
12:26one who doesn't trust anyone else behind the wheel.
12:29Control freak much?
12:31Always, he says, unapologetic.
12:34Control is everything.
12:35Without it, you're dead.
12:37He glances at me then,
12:39eyes flickering with something darker.
12:41You don't survive in my world without learning that.
12:44I study him.
12:45What is your world, exactly?
12:47He's silent for a moment.
12:49Then?
12:50One you shouldn't want to understand.
12:52But I already do.
12:54On some level, I've known since the first day.
12:57Luca Rossi isn't just a businessman.
12:59He's a king without a throne,
13:01ruling an empire built on fear,
13:03loyalty, and silent deals.
13:05The next morning,
13:06chaos hits.
13:08Two of his executives are arguing in his office when I arrive.
13:12Voices sharp.
13:13Faces pale.
13:15Luca stands near the window, calm as ever,
13:17sunlight slicing across his jawline.
13:20Out, he says softly.
13:23The room empties in seconds.
13:25He turns to me.
13:26How fast can you pack a bag?
13:28My stomach lurches.
13:30What, why?
13:31We're flying to Palm Springs.
13:33Someone thought it was a good idea to mess with my shipping lines.
13:36So this is... business?
13:38He smirks faintly.
13:40Everything's business.
13:41Before I can argue,
13:42we're on his private jet.
13:44White leather seats.
13:46Champagne on the table.
13:47Sunlight flooding the cabin.
13:49He sits across from me.
13:51Sleeves rolled up.
13:52Black shirt open, just enough to be distracting.
13:54He's reading a file,
13:55but I can tell he's watching me in the reflection of the window.
13:58You're handling this well, he says.
14:01Most people would be panicking.
14:04Most people aren't too broke to afford panic, I say dryly.
14:08He laughs quietly.
14:09You keep surprising me.
14:11Is that a good thing?
14:12He meets my eyes.
14:14It's dangerous.
14:16Palm Springs looks like a postcard.
14:18Endless blue sky, bright desert light,
14:20rows of palm trees waving like gossiping witnesses.
14:25We meet a group of investors at a luxury villa.
14:28Everything looks normal,
14:30until it doesn't.
14:32Halfway through the meeting,
14:34Luca's phone buzzes.
14:36His expression shifts instantly,
14:38tight, cold.
14:40He excuses himself,
14:41then gestures for me to follow.
14:44Outside,
14:45under the glare of the desert sun,
14:46he hands me his sunglasses.
14:49Put these on.
14:50Stay behind me.
14:51What's happening?
14:52I whisper.
14:54Someone tried to breach one of my warehouses.
14:56I freeze.
14:58You mean like...
14:59Exactly like that,
15:00he cuts in.
15:01Don't move unless I tell you.
15:04A few suited men approach from the driveway,
15:06his security detail,
15:07calm but ready.
15:09He murmurs something in Italian,
15:11gives orders so fast I can barely follow.
15:14It's daylight,
15:15blazing and unreal.
15:16The tension feels cinematic,
15:19too sharp,
15:20too vivid.
15:22When it's over,
15:23Luca turns back to me,
15:24steady as ever.
15:26You okay?
15:27I nod,
15:28though my pulse is racing.
15:29Do things like this
15:30happen a lot?
15:32He hesitates,
15:33then says quietly,
15:35In my world,
15:37peace is temporary.
15:38Power never is.
15:41Later that afternoon,
15:42when we're back inside the villa,
15:43I find him on the terrace
15:46overlooking the desert,
15:47sunlight glowing off his dark hair.
15:50You didn't have to bring me,
15:52I say.
15:53I'm your assistant,
15:54not your bodyguard.
15:56He turns slowly,
15:58his expression softer than I expect.
16:00You're the only person I trust
16:01to tell me the truth.
16:03I blink.
16:04About what?
16:06About me.
16:07That hits harder than I want to admit.
16:09Luca.
16:10I start,
16:11but he steps closer,
16:12eyes searching mine.
16:14You think I'm the villain,
16:16he says quietly.
16:17Everyone does,
16:19and maybe I am,
16:20but you don't look at me like they do.
16:22Maybe I should,
16:24I whisper.
16:25Maybe,
16:26he says,
16:27voice low,
16:27but you don't.
16:29The air between us feels heavy,
16:31electric.
16:33He looks at my mouth,
16:34just for a second.
16:36Then he pulls back,
16:37controlled,
16:38precise.
16:39Go get some rest,
16:40Harper.
16:41I turn to leave,
16:42but his voice stops me.
16:44Harper,
16:45he says,
16:46almost gently.
16:47You should know something.
16:49Once you step into my world,
16:50there's no going back.
16:52I glance at him over my shoulder.
16:54Maybe I don't want to go back.
16:56The flight home is quiet.
16:58I stare out the window
16:59as the sunlight floods
17:00across the clouds,
17:02thinking about how absurd
17:03this all is.
17:04A week ago,
17:05I was fighting over spilled coffee.
17:07Now,
17:08I'm flying private
17:09with a man who can ruin lives,
17:11or save them,
17:12with one phone call.
17:13And the worst part?
17:15I'm starting to like him.
17:16Not just the dangerous magnetic parts,
17:19but the subtle ones.
17:20The way he loosens his tie
17:21when he thinks no one's watching.
17:23The way he listens when I talk,
17:25even when I ramble.
17:26The way he seems.
17:28Lonely,
17:29underneath all that control.
17:30When we land,
17:32he walks me to my car
17:33like a gentleman.
17:35Tomorrow.
17:3610 a.m.,
17:37he says.
17:38Bossy,
17:38I tease.
17:39He smiles faintly.
17:40Always.
17:41As I start the engine,
17:42he leans down to the window.
17:44Harper?
17:45Yeah?
17:45Don't believe everything
17:47you hear about me.
17:48I grin.
17:49Then stop giving people
17:50reasons to talk.
17:51His laugh is quiet,
17:52low,
17:53dangerous.
17:54Good night,
17:55Miss Quinn.
17:56And as I drive away
17:58under the golden afternoon light,
18:00I realize something terrifying.
18:02I don't know if I'm working for him.
18:05Or falling into him.
18:06Either way,
18:07it's already too late.
18:14If there's one thing
18:15I've learned about Luca Rossi,
18:17it's that the man can hide
18:18a storm behind a smile.
18:20And today,
18:21that storm finally hits.
18:23It starts like any other
18:25bright morning in Los Angeles.
18:27The sun is pouring through
18:28the floor-to-ceiling glass
18:30of his penthouse office.
18:31The air smells like espresso
18:33and fresh citrus.
18:34And I'm trying to figure out
18:35how to tell my billionaire
18:36mafia boss-slash-employer
18:38that I might have accidentally
18:39found something
18:40I wasn't supposed to.
18:42Namely,
18:43a ledger,
18:44hidden inside a drawer
18:45that wasn't locked well enough,
18:47and written in a language
18:48I definitely wasn't meant
18:49to understand.
18:50Except,
18:51surprise,
18:52I took two years
18:53of Italian in college,
18:54shipments,
18:55names,
18:55payoffs,
18:56places I've never heard of,
18:58all very illegal-sounding,
18:59so yeah.
19:00That's the moment I realize
19:01my boss isn't just
19:03connected.
19:04He is the connection.
19:07When I walk into his office,
19:09Luca's standing by the window,
19:11sunlight cutting across
19:12his jawline like a blade.
19:14He's in a white shirt today,
19:16open at the collar,
19:17sleeves rolled up,
19:19forearms dusted with tan.
19:20He looks calm.
19:22Too calm.
19:24Morning, Harper,
19:25he says without looking up.
19:26I clear my throat.
19:27Morning.
19:28So,
19:29fun story.
19:30Your assistant may have stumbled
19:32into something labeled
19:33Porto Shipments,
19:34Milan,
19:34and I'm pretty sure
19:36that's not real estate.
19:38His head turns slowly.
19:40His eyes narrow,
19:41not in anger,
19:42but in assessment.
19:44You've been going through
19:45my files.
19:46It was an accident.
19:48He smirks faintly.
19:49You don't believe in accidents.
19:51Not when they involve money
19:53moving to offshore accounts
19:54under fake names,
19:55no.
19:56He walks toward me,
19:58each step deliberate.
20:00So what is it you think
20:01you've found,
20:01Miss Quinn?
20:02I cross my arms.
20:04Proof that you're into
20:05something dangerous.
20:06And maybe something
20:07that's going to get us both killed
20:08if someone decides
20:09I've seen too much.
20:11For a second,
20:12I swear I see a flicker
20:13of concern in his eyes.
20:14Real concern.
20:16He exhales slowly,
20:18then says,
20:18You weren't supposed
20:20to see that.
20:21But maybe it's time
20:22you knew the truth.
20:23He gestures for me to sit.
20:25I do.
20:26Though my heart's hammering
20:27like a drum line.
20:29He leans against his desk,
20:30sunlight hitting his hair,
20:32and says quietly,
20:34My father built Rossi Holdings
20:36as a front.
20:37Imports,
20:38exports,
20:39investments.
20:40Legitimate on paper.
20:41But behind it,
20:42he controlled everything
20:43from construction contracts
20:44to government officials.
20:46When he died,
20:47I inherited both sides
20:48of the business.
20:50So you're saying you're...
20:51What?
20:52A reluctant mob boss?
20:54His lips twitch.
20:55I prefer the term CEO
20:56with unconventional assets.
20:58Cute,
20:59I mutter.
21:00And dangerous.
21:02Always.
21:03He looks down for a moment,
21:05then back up at me.
21:06I tried to separate
21:07the two worlds, Harper.
21:09I wanted out.
21:10But the people who depend
21:11on this machine.
21:12They don't let go easily.
21:15There's pain in his voice.
21:16Not regret exactly.
21:17More like exhaustion.
21:19And damn it,
21:20my heart aches for him.
21:21Then why keep me here?
21:23I ask softly.
21:24Why make me your assistant
21:25if this is also...
21:27Explosive?
21:28He walks closer
21:28until he's standing
21:29right in front of me.
21:30Because you don't look at me
21:31like everyone else does.
21:33You see the man,
21:34not the name.
21:34And I needed someone
21:35in this building
21:36who still believes
21:37I can be something
21:38other than my father's son.
21:40I swallow hard.
21:41That's...
21:42a lot of pressure
21:43for a girl
21:43who just wanted her job back.
21:45He smiles faintly.
21:47You can handle pressure.
21:49Don't sound so sure.
21:50He studies me
21:51for a long, quiet moment.
21:53I am.
21:54Before I can reply,
21:55his phone rings.
21:56He answers, listens,
21:57and his whole posture changes.
21:59His expression sharpens.
22:01Alert.
22:02Cold.
22:02When he hangs up,
22:04he's already moving
22:05toward the door.
22:06What happened?
22:08I ask.
22:09Someone tipped off the feds,
22:10he says.
22:11They're raiding
22:12one of my warehouses.
22:13My stomach drops.
22:15Oh my god.
22:16Stay here,
22:16he orders,
22:17voiced tight.
22:18Don't leave this building.
22:20But I don't listen.
22:21Of course I don't.
22:23Two hours later,
22:25I'm standing in the middle
22:26of a sun-drenched
22:26industrial district,
22:28squinting against the glare
22:29as black SUVs roll past.
22:31The air buzzes
22:33with tension.
22:34Men in suits shout orders,
22:35crates are being opened,
22:36and I spot Luca,
22:38calm,
22:39contained,
22:39flanked by his men.
22:41I shouldn't be here,
22:42but the idea of him
22:43facing this alone
22:44makes my skin crawl.
22:46I walk up anyway.
22:47One of his guards
22:48tries to block me.
22:50Ma'am,
22:51it's fine,
22:53Luca says
22:53without looking away
22:54from the chaos.
22:55Let her through.
22:57When I reach him,
22:58I hiss,
22:58you said stay put.
23:00He glances at me,
23:02his jaw tight.
23:03I did.
23:04You don't listen well.
23:06Never have.
23:07That earns a ghost
23:08of a smile,
23:09but it fades fast
23:10as two federal agents
23:11approach.
23:12The taller one
23:13flips open a badge.
23:15Mr. Rossi,
23:15we have a warrant.
23:16Step aside.
23:18Luca's expression
23:18doesn't even flicker.
23:20You're making a mistake.
23:21Funny,
23:22the agent says.
23:23Everyone says that.
23:24They start inspecting crates,
23:28boxes labeled
23:28with fake company names
23:29that even I can tell
23:30are cover-ups.
23:32And then I notice it.
23:33One of the men
23:34in the suits
23:35isn't with the agents.
23:37He's one of Luca's,
23:38and his hands
23:39inching toward his gun.
23:41My blood runs cold.
23:43Without thinking,
23:44I grab Luca's wrist
23:45and whisper,
23:46Don't.
23:47He freezes.
23:49Looks at me,
23:50then follows my gaze.
23:52In a blink,
23:53he steps forward.
23:54Intercepting his man's move,
23:56slamming the gun away
23:57before anyone else notices.
23:59Go home,
24:01he says quietly,
24:02his voice all steel.
24:04Now.
24:05Not unless you do,
24:06I fire back.
24:08Harper.
24:09He says my name
24:10like it's both a warning
24:11and a plea.
24:12And for the first time
24:13since I met him,
24:14I see real fear
24:15in his eyes.
24:16Not for himself.
24:18For me.
24:19By the time the agents leave,
24:21Luca's empire looks rattled
24:22but intact.
24:23Nothing concrete found.
24:24Just enough tension
24:26to make everyone sweat.
24:28When we finally get back
24:29to his office,
24:30the sunlight's softer,
24:32late afternoon gold
24:33spilling through glass.
24:35He sits behind his desk,
24:37rubbing the bridge
24:37of his nose.
24:39You shouldn't have come,
24:40he says quietly.
24:42Yeah.
24:43Well,
24:44I'm not great
24:45at taking orders,
24:46I reply.
24:48His gaze lifts to mine,
24:49sharp,
24:50but tired.
24:51You could have been hurt.
24:53So could you.
24:55A long silence
24:56stretches between us,
24:57heavy and unspoken.
24:59Then he says,
25:00You don't get it,
25:02Harper.
25:02You're the first person
25:03I've met in years
25:04who isn't scared of me.
25:06If something happened
25:06to you because of me...
25:08He stops,
25:09shakes his head.
25:11I couldn't live with that.
25:13Then don't push me away,
25:14I whisper.
25:16Let me help.
25:17He studies me
25:18for a long time
25:19before finally saying,
25:20You already are.
25:22The next morning,
25:23the sun's brilliant
25:24over the city again,
25:25like yesterday
25:26never happened.
25:28Luca calls me
25:28into his office,
25:29and I can tell
25:30from his expression
25:31something's changed.
25:33I'm stepping down,
25:34he says simply.
25:36My heart stops.
25:38What?
25:38I'm dissolving
25:39the old network,
25:40selling off the parts
25:41that can be sold,
25:42shutting down
25:43the ones that can't.
25:45I'm done.
25:45Luca,
25:47that's insane.
25:48You can't just walk away
25:49from the mafia!
25:50He smirks faintly.
25:52Watch me,
25:53but why?
25:54I whisper,
25:55his gaze softens.
25:56Because you were right.
25:57The power,
25:58the control,
25:59it's poison,
26:00and I'm tired
26:00of drinking it.
26:01I blink hard,
26:02trying to process it.
26:03You'd give it all up.
26:05For what?
26:05For peace,
26:06he says simply.
26:08Then adds,
26:09And maybe for a woman
26:11who walked into my office
26:12one morning
26:12and refused
26:13to be afraid of me.
26:14My throat tightens.
26:17You don't mean,
26:18oh,
26:18I mean every word.
26:20The following week
26:20is chaos.
26:21Papers signed,
26:23assets transferred,
26:24old allies furious,
26:26rivals circling
26:27like vultures.
26:28But Luca's different now,
26:31lighter.
26:32And I'm there,
26:34through every heated phone call,
26:35every tense negotiation,
26:37every step toward freedom.
26:38By Friday,
26:39it's done.
26:40He's no longer
26:40the dawn of anything.
26:42Just Luca.
26:45We stand on the terrace
26:46of his beachside property
26:47in Malibu,
26:49sunlight blazing
26:49off the waves.
26:51He's in rolled-up sleeves
26:52and sunglasses,
26:54leaning against the railing
26:55like a man
26:55who finally learned
26:56how to breathe.
26:57You actually did it,
26:59I say softly.
27:01He grins,
27:02a real grin this time.
27:04Told you I get things done.
27:05I laugh.
27:06So what now?
27:07You gonna start
27:08a lemonade stand?
27:09Maybe,
27:10he says,
27:11stepping closer.
27:12Or maybe I'll hire
27:13a very stubborn assistant
27:14to run my new life with me.
27:16Depends on the salary.
27:17He chuckles.
27:19Unlimited coffee,
27:20zero chaos.
27:21I tilt my head.
27:22That's impossible, Rossi.
27:24Then I guess I'll settle for this.
27:27Before I can ask
27:28what this is,
27:29he kisses me.
27:30Warm,
27:30sure,
27:31sunlit.
27:32No danger,
27:33no secrets.
27:34Just us.
27:35When we pull apart,
27:35I'm breathless.
27:37You're sure about this?
27:38Completely,
27:39he says,
27:40brushing a strand of hair
27:41from my face.
27:42I've had power,
27:43money,
27:43control.
27:44None of it felt like freedom
27:45until now.
27:47I smile.
27:48Guess you finally found
27:48your real assistant.
27:50He laughs quietly.
27:52No,
27:52Harper Quinn.
27:53I found my partner.
27:55As the afternoon light
27:57turns golden
27:57and the waves crash
27:58softly below,
28:00I realize something wild.
28:02I didn't just walk
28:03into a mafia boss's office
28:04to complain.
28:05I walked straight
28:06into my future.
28:08And somehow,
28:09by some impossible
28:10twist of fate,
28:11it looks a lot like love.
28:14If you loved,
28:14she walked into his office
28:15to complain.
28:17The handsome mafia boss
28:18smirked and decided
28:19to make her his assistant.
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