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00:00I'm late. Again. My boss is texting me like a psycho. Where the hell are you? And I'm juggling
00:06a cracked phone screen, three iced coffees, and a bag of groceries that's already leaking guacamole
00:12onto my white sneakers. Of course, I'm late. Of course, everything is falling apart. I sprint
00:18down the sunlit streets of downtown Miami, dodging sidewalk diners and a guy on a unicycle B.
00:24Really? Because, of course, today is that kind of day. My life, apparently, is auditioning
00:30for a slapstick comedy no one wants to watch. I glance at the bag, praying the avocado hasn't
00:36completely staged a rebellion yet. Too late, guac drips onto my foot. I curse under my breath
00:41and hop on one leg, trying to salvage dignity and carbohydrates at the same time. Then I
00:47see him. And no, not just a cute stranger the kind of cute you scroll past in Instagram ads
00:52and wonder if they're real. He's leaning against a matte black Ferrari, sleeves rolled up over
00:57impossibly muscular arms, hair catching the sunlight like he swallowed it whole, and that
01:02goddamn smirk that says, I know things you don't. But I can't look. I can't. I have avocado
01:08on my foot. Need help with that? His voice drops into the exact octave that makes your knees
01:14wobble without warning. I bite back a snarky. No. I like standing in guacamole. Thanks. But
01:20my brain stalls. Because even in broad daylight, standing under a neon blue sky with the sunlight
01:26bouncing off his custom-made watch, he looks like someone who could kill me in three seconds
01:30and make me thank him for it. Pretty sure that's illegal standing in someone else's carg walk,
01:35he says dryly, stepping closer. The smell hits me. Faint leather, ocean breeze, expensive cologne
01:42that's not supposed to exist outside Billionaire's private jets. I glance at the Ferrari again.
01:47Not mine. Not even close to mine. The license plate reads, V-I-T-A-1. Oh, shit. I open my mouth.
01:57Nothing. He smirks. I'm guessing you didn't plan on crashing your grocery run into my car.
02:02Let me guess you're late, running from something or both. I scowl. Both. But mostly late. He chuckles.
02:11A low, calculated sound that makes every pedestrian in a two-block radius irrelevant.
02:17Name's Luca Moreno. And you are...
02:20I want to say something witty. Like I'm a normal person who doesn't usually walk into
02:25billionaire sports cars while crying over avocado. But instead, I go with... I'm, uh, Casey?
02:32Casey Riley? Casey? He tests the name like he's tasting it. Nice to meet you, Casey.
02:37You have a talent for chaos. I grit my teeth. Not really. I just exist.
02:45The Ferrari door swings open. A man in a sharp suit, definitely a bodyguard, steps out.
02:51He gives me the once-over like I'm a raccoon, rummaging through his boss's groceries.
02:55Don't worry, Luca says, his smirk widening. He's harmless. Mostly the chaos.
03:03That's all yours. I blink. Did he just invite me into his car? Before I can answer, my phone buzzes
03:11violently in my pocket. Another text from work. Where are you? I've grown. I... can't. I'm...
03:20busy. Luca raises an eyebrow. Busy standing in guacamole. Right? I scowl, kicking a tiny puddle
03:28of avocado at his tire. It's pathetic, but satisfying. Fine, he says finally. Hop in.
03:36I have a meeting in thirty minutes, and I think you owe me a story. I gape. Excuse me? He tilts
03:44his head toward the Ferrari. You crashed your groceries into my car. That's a story. And
03:50maybe. Just maybe. I'm curious why someone like you has that much bad luck in daylight hours.
03:55Against every instinct screaming, don't get in a stranger's car. I follow. There's something
04:00about the way he moves. The way sunlight hits his jawline. The quiet authority he carries.
04:05It makes you believe stepping into danger might just be. Okay. Inside the car. It's absurdly
04:11lavish. White leather seats. Gold accents. A sunroof that frames the Miami skyline like
04:17it's my personal postcard. I can't even focus on the ridiculousness of the interior, because
04:21Luca's eyes are on me, calm, unblinking, and somehow too aware of everything.
04:27Where am I taking you? I ask, trying to act casual while clutching the door handle.
04:31Lunch? He says. With another guy you're seeing? I freeze. Wait what? You know. The guy you've
04:39been trying to date. The one who doesn't have a private jet or a Ferrari but thinks avocado
04:43on your foot is the pinnacle of bad. Luck. I look at him like he's insane. How what are
04:49you? He smiles. The kind of smile that doesn't reach his eyes, but makes you want to get lost
04:53in it anyway. Let's just say. I like seeing life's little ironies play out in real time.
04:59Buckle up. Casey. Today is full of surprises. We pull up to an ultra-chic rooftop restaurant
05:05with floor-to-ceiling glass walls. In a view of the bay, the sun glints off the water, bright
05:10and dazzling. The city humming below. And there he is. Ryan. My actual date. Nervously checking
05:17his phone. Looking like a nervous puppy with an expensive watch, Ryan waves awkwardly.
05:23Hey! Casey! I plaster on a smile. Hey! Inside. I'm thinking. What the hell is happening?
05:32Luca opens the passenger door for me like I'm royalty or a hostage it's hard to tell and
05:35glides past. Ryan, settling into the corner with a casual arrogance that screams. I own
05:41the city. This view. This entire ridiculous moment. Now, Luca says smoothly. Hands folded.
05:48Eyes on me. Can we talk? Ryan blinks like he's not even sure if he should sit or run. I bite
05:54my lip. Talk about what? The little detail that someone like me just bought you lunch with
06:00the guy you were hoping would buy you coffee, Luca says. His voice low. Teasing. Dangerous.
06:05I think we need to clarify. Everything. I laugh nervously. Everything. Luca. You don't even
06:14know me. Oh. I know enough. He says. About chaos. About guacamole. About bad luck. About
06:23you. That's enough to start. Ryan coughs awkwardly. Casey! Are you okay? I glare at him. Yes.
06:31Ryan. I'm fine. Totally fine. Just... Dining with a mafia doan who decided to ruin my life
06:38in daylight hours. Totally normal. Luca leans back, arms wide, sun glinting off the gold
06:43watch. Relax, Casey. I'm not ruining your life. I'm... Supervising it. I freeze. Supervising
06:52my life? Yes. He continues, catching the horror in my eyes. You tried dating again, I noticed.
06:58I didn't like the other guy. So I'm here. Lunch is on me. Conversation mandatory. I stare
07:06at him. Bright sun overhead. Blue sky above. The city sprawling around us. And this man
07:12this impossibly dangerous, infuriatingly charming man is deciding the course of my life like it's
07:17a board game. And suddenly I realize something. I am not going anywhere. Not yet. Not today.
07:26Because of surviving guacamole, awkward dates, and mafia dawns in broad daylight has taught me
07:31anything. It's that chaos might just be my brand. And Luca Morino? He's about to be the most
07:37fascinating disaster of my life. I glance at Ryan, who's still hovering nervously.
07:42Sit down, buddy, I say, voice sharper than intended. We've got business to discuss.
07:50Luca smirks, and sunlight glints off his jawline again.
07:53Finally. Finally. You're speaking my language. And just like that, I cross the invisible line
08:00from ordinary chaos into his world. No more going back. I never imagined that lunch with
08:07a mafia dawn and my actual date would turn into a full-blown negotiation over my life choices.
08:12But here we are. Ryan fidgets across the table like he's auditioning for a role in How to Survive
08:17Lunch with a Billionaire, and Luca... Well? Luca leans back, one arm draped over the chair,
08:22like he owns my entire attention and isn't even trying to hide it.
08:25Let's start simple, Luca says, his tone calm but impossibly commanding.
08:31Why are you dating guys like him? He gestures vaguely at Ryan, whose jaw tightens.
08:36I blink. Like him. He's... Nice. Normal. Not in jail or owning islands or whatever you do?
08:43Luca smirks. Exactly. Nice, safe, dull, and boring kills people.
08:49Casey. I choke on my iced tea. Boring kills people. Metaphorically? He says smoothly.
08:55Mostly. But you see... Casey. Life isn't safe. It's sunlight and sharks and high-speed Ferraris
09:03and... Decisions. You need to understand what danger looks like if you're going to survive it.
09:08And survive it in style. Ryan chokes on his water. I can't help laughing. Partly at him and partly
09:15at Luca. Stylish danger? Is that a thing? Everything I do, Luca says. Eyes locking on mine is stylish.
09:25Even my murders. Theoretically. But today, it's about teaching you a lesson. About noticing who notices
09:32you about making the right choices. I narrow my eyes. So, this lesson is lunch with you. Lunch is a start.
09:42Observation. A little game theory. Negotiation over feelings. Potential. Life decisions. All while enjoying
09:50the best truffle pasta in the city. Ryan groans quietly. I can leave. If... No. I cut him off.
09:58You're part of the chaos, Ryan. Stick around. Watch a master at work? Luca chuckles softly.
10:05Good. Observation is key. Watch me. Learn from me. Or maybe... Just watch. The rest of lunch is a
10:13blur of sunlit conversations. Laughter I don't fully understand. And glances that linger too long.
10:20I notice the tiny details. The gold cufflinks engraved with a family crest. The faint scar at the edge of
10:26his jawline. The way sunlight glints off the diamond-encrusted watch he wears. I notice him
10:31noticing me. Every sip of my iced tea. Every flick of my fingers at the napkin. And then the danger
10:38shows up. Not the cinematic kind you see in movies. Not yet. Just business. Texts. Phone calls.
10:46Tense whispers with his bodyguard outside. I catch snippets. Vittorio's men. Daytime hit.
10:53City streets. No witnesses. Luca's smile fades. Just slightly enough for me to see the dark tide
11:01underneath the charm. I lean in. You can handle this. Right? Of course, he says. But his eyes are
11:09sharp. Assessing. But now, Casey, you see. Even in daylight. Even in traffic-filled streets.
11:16Danger doesn't care. You need to be aware. Always. I swallow hard. Suddenly aware of how small
11:23I feel sitting across from someone whose life is a thousand times more complicated than my own.
11:28And yet, I can't look away. By the end of lunch, I'm not just laughing at his dry sarcasm or shaking
11:34my head at his audacity I am invested. And that scares the hell out of me. Afterward, he insists
11:40on driving me somewhere anywhere. I don't argue. Ryan leaves with a muttered. Uh, good luck. Because
11:47apparently even basic social skills can't survive in the glare of Luca Marino's daylight charisma.
11:51We drive down the sunlit streets of Miami. Windows down. Warm air. Tangling my hair. Him casually
11:57discussing business acquisitions. Private islands. Ranch expansions. It's all absurd. It's all
12:04fascinating. And somehow, it's personal. Tell me, he says. Finally. Voice low and precise. Why are you
12:12always trying to handle everything alone? I shrugged. Because people usually screw it up. Not always,
12:18he says. Sometimes. You just need someone who's competent. Dangerous. Loyal. Someone you can trust
12:27with your chaos. I glance at him. Skeptical. You mean yourself? He smirks. Partly. But also. Maybe you?
12:36I snort me. I'm barely keeping my apartment from falling apart. You're more than you realize,
12:42he says quietly. Eyes on the road. And I see it. The next few days are a whirlwind. Sunlit brunches on
12:50balconies overlooking the bay. Meetings at high-end cafes that double as fronts for Luca's business
12:55dealings. And casual drives in cars that cost more than my entire life savings. Each day, I see him in
13:02flashes. Dangerous. Intimidating. Impossibly wealthy. But also vulnerable. Subtle cracks in his armor when he
13:10talks about loyalty, family, or moments from his past he doesn't want to repeat. And I realize he's
13:17not just a mafia don't. He's human. I start noticing how easy it is to be around him. How his sarcasm and
13:23dry humor feel like sunlight on cold mornings. How he challenges me. Teases me. Makes me laugh when I
13:29don't want to. Forces me to think about things I've been running for my whole life. But danger doesn't
13:34wait for comfort. One bright afternoon, we're walking along Biscayne Boulevard, discussing art acquisitions
13:40for his private collection, when a black SUV swerves dangerously close. Two men jump out, sun glaring
13:46off their mirrored sunglasses. Guns drawn. Stay behind me, Luca says casually, slipping into
13:53instinctual authority that makes pedestrians scatter like ants. Don't move. I freeze. Sunlight bounces
14:00off his face, gold cufflinks flashing. I should be panicking, but there's something in the way he
14:06stands. So calm, so in control, that I find myself thinking. I trust him to handle this.
14:13The confrontation lasts less than two minutes. Gunfire. The screech of tires. And then, gone.
14:21Just like that. Bright daylight. Bustling streets. And all that's left is my pounding heart and
14:27Luca standing there. Perfectly composed. Wiping non-existent dust off his designer suit.
14:32You okay? He asks. Voice level. Almost teasing. I stare. You... you just... he smirks. Saved you.
14:44Again? You're welcome. I glance around. The city hums. Oblivious. Sunlight glints off storefronts.
14:53Life goes on. And I realize... no one else could have handled that. No one else would have.
14:58We keep walking. He doesn't let go of my hand. Not officially. Not like we're in a romantic
15:05movie. But there's weight there. Subtle. Tangible. Something I can feel with every step.
15:10Later. Back at his penthouse. The conversation shifts. He's quiet. Thoughtful. Watching the
15:16Miami skyline. I sit beside him on a sunlit terrace. Feet dangling over the edge. Heart still racing.
15:22Luca. Luca. I whisper. What happens if you lose? If... If things go wrong. He doesn't answer
15:32immediately. Then. Finally. Then I adapt. Protect what matters. Always. And Casey. You matter. I freeze.
15:44Sunlight paints golden streaks across his face. His eyes are serious. Unflinching. And suddenly.
15:50I understand. This isn't just attraction. This is a force. A life. A storm that I can't outrun.
15:58But I also realize something else. I want it. I want to be in the storm with him. Not safe.
16:04Not ordinary. Dangerous. Bright. Chaotic. Alive. I glance at him. And if I say yes, his smirk returns.
16:13Faint. Deadly. Like he's been waiting for this exact answer. Then. Casey. We become
16:19unstoppable. Together. The next days blur into sunlit escapades. Racing along coastal highways.
16:27Planning charity galas. As fronts for business mergers. Negotiating deals with rivals in full
16:33daylight. I'm learning. Laughing. Fighting. Growing. And every moment. The bond between us deepens.
16:40Taut and electric. And yet. Danger always lurks in daylight. Texts on his phone. Threats.
16:46Challenges. Rival families testing boundaries. And I learned painfully. That choosing Luca isn't just
16:53about affection. It's about navigating a world where power is currency. Loyalty is survival. And love
17:00is the most dangerous game of all. Ryan texts me once. Hey. We still good. I delete it. Not because I'm
17:08cruel. Because I'm not the same person anymore. Sunlight pours into the penthouse. Wind whips my hair. And I
17:15realize. I'm no longer just Casey Riley. The girl who trips over life's messes. I'm Casey Riley. The
17:22woman standing next to Luca Moreno. Ready for daylight chaos. Ready to fight. Ready to love. And
17:28maybe. Just maybe. Ready to win. The sun hangs high over Miami. Painting everything gold and sharp.
17:36And somehow that makes today feel heavier. Today. Luca's world crashes into mine in a way I can't
17:42ignore. I've been living in this bubble of sunlit chaos racing along the coast. Sipping espresso on
17:47penthouse terraces. Laughing at his sarcastic quip spot. Now the reality of his life. The danger
17:53that comes with it isn't just an abstract idea. I'm at a charity gala. He insisted I attend.
17:58Pretending to be a socialite in a dress that costs more than my entire apartment. I'm sipping
18:02champagne I can't even taste. Scanning the crowd for familiar faces. Luca's across the room.
18:07Charming a rival family head. Like it's a casual Sunday brunch. His smile is calm. Lethal. Disarming
18:14all at once. And I can't stop staring. Then I notice the other men the ones who've been circling.
18:20Testing. Waiting for a daylight opportunity. Their suits are cheap. Their eyes calculating. And just
18:26like that. My sunlit fantasy feels fragile. Luca slides up beside me. Casually wrapping an arm around
18:32my waist. Relax. He murmurs. Voice low. Lips brushing my ear. It's all under control. I laugh
18:40nervously. Under. Control. There are three guys in the corner looking like they're about to audition
18:45for Miami Hit Squad 101. They're amateurs. He says. Smirking. Nothing you need to worry about.
18:52I glance at him. Taking in the sunlight. Catching his jaw. The slight crease in his brow when he focuses.
18:57The way his presence makes the chaos feel. Manageable. Luca. You make danger look.
19:04Normal. It's terrifying. And you. He replies. Lips twitching. Make surviving it look fun.
19:12The gala stretches on. Sunlight shifting. Shadows moving. But the tension grows. Suddenly.
19:18The rival family makes their move. An older man approaches. A briefcase in hand. Smug smile
19:24plastered across his face. Luca's eyes narrow ever so slightly. I catch a glimpse of something I rarely
19:31see. Raw. Unguarded calculation. He's not smiling. Not joking. Not charming. He is focused.
19:39The don't fully awake. Casey. He murmurs under his breath. Stay close. Before I can respond,
19:45the man with the briefcase drops it at Luca's feet. Papers spill across the floor. Contracts. Deeds.
19:52Numbers nothing I understand. But I can feel the weight of what they represent. Luca steps forward.
19:58Calm slash deadly. Trying to play in my sunlight. He asks smoothly. But his voice carries steel.
20:06The man hesitates. And then, realizing he's been outmaneuvered in broad daylight, stumbles backward.
20:12Luca doesn't need to touch him. The aura. The presence. The authority's enough. I'm stunned.
20:18My heart is racing. But there's a thrill I can't ignore. This is the man I've chosen. Standing in the
20:24sun. Powerful. Unshakeable. And terrifyingly real. Later, we escape the gala. Stepping into Luca's
20:32Ferrari. As sunlight spills across the city. I slide into the passenger seat. The wind tangling my hair.
20:38Adrenaline still buzzing. You okay? He asks. Eyes on the road. I nod. Voice tight. Better than okay.
20:46Terrified and exhilarated. You're insane! He smirks. Sunlight glinting off his watch.
20:54Insane works. Keeps life interesting. I glance at him. Do you ever regret it? Choosing me.
21:02Letting me into your life. He's quiet for a moment. The sunlight catching the edge of his jaw softens
21:08the harshness. I never thought anyone could fit into my world, he admits. But you. You're different.
21:14You challenge me. Make me. Human. I don't regret it. The honesty hits me harder than any danger.
21:23Any adrenaline rush. Any sunlit chaos we've faced. Luca. He cuts me off with a look that stops my heart.
21:30Casey. Listen. This life. It's not normal. I can protect you. Guide you. Even fight for you.
21:37But you have to choose. You can stay with me. In this chaos. Knowing the risks. Or walk away. Safe.
21:46Ordinary. Free. I swallow hard. Thinking of all the days I've spent pretending life was safe.
21:52Trying not to trip over my own messes. Trying to survive sunlight without falling into chaos.
21:57And now. Here it is. A choice. Not hypothetical. Real. Present. I'm not walking away.
22:05I say finally. Voice firm. Sunlight striking my face. Not from you. Not from this. I choose.
22:13E.S. Even if it's dangerous. Even if it's insane. Luca's lips twitch into that half-smile I can't resist.
22:22Good answer. Very bright. Very direct. I like it. He takes my hand. Sunlight reflecting off his
22:30wedding band-like ring symbolic. Maybe. Maybe. Just for effect hand. Pulls me closer.
22:36Now. He says. We handle the rest. The next few days are a mix of daylight confrontations and sunlit
22:42victories. Rival families make moves. Trying to unsettle him. But Luca's always two steps ahead.
22:48I watch. Fascinated. As he navigates threats. Balances power. And somehow keeps me at his side.
22:55Safe. In plain sight. Every moment he's teaching me about strength. Strategy. Survival. And love in
23:03broad daylight. And then comes the final reckoning. We're at his private island. Sunlight bouncing off
23:08the turquoise water. Gulls circling lazily overhead. Two rival families have teamed up. Thinking they can
23:14outmaneuver him. They've underestimated his reach. His planning. His intelligence. I'm on the terrace.
23:20Heart in my throat. Clutching his hand as helicopters hover in the distant subtle
23:24daylight warning signals. Luca steps forward. Dot com. Commanding. Sun highlighting every feature.
23:31Every edge. Gentlemen. He says. Voice carrying over the water. You've made a mistake. Let's fix it
23:37quickly. Negotiations. Threats. Power moves all. In broad daylight. And then. It's over. The rivals leave.
23:46Beaten. Humiliated. Under the relentless Miami sun. Luca turns to me. Grin finally breaking free.
23:53See. He says. Sliding an arm around my waist. Bright daylight. Total control. Chaos tamed.
24:01I laugh. Relief flooding me. You make saving the world look ridiculously easy. He tilts his head.
24:09Sunlight glinting off his hair. It's easier with the right partner. I glance at him. Sunlight catching in
24:15his eyes. And I finally realize the truth. I've been running from normal. Safe. Ordinary. My whole life.
24:21And all this time. What I really needed. Was him. His chaos. His danger. His sunlight.
24:29Luca. I murmur. Voice low. I'm not scared. Not of this. Not of you. Not of us. He pulls me closer.
24:38Lips brushing my temple. Good. Because I'm not letting you go. Not now. Not ever. We watch the
24:46sun climb higher. Reflecting on the water. On the white sand. On our intertwined fingers. The world
24:52feels vast. Sunlit. And ours. I laugh softly. So. What now? Do we? Retire from daylight chaos.
25:02He smirks. Retire? Casey. This is just the beginning. But now. We do it together. Sunlight.
25:10Chaos. Love. And May. Always watching your back. I smile. Leaning into him. Deal. But fair warning.
25:18I'm not easy to handle. Good. He says. Voice low. Confident. Dangerous. Neither am I. And for the
25:26first time in my life. Standing in the blindingly bright sunlight. I feel invincible. Not because
25:33I'm safe. Not because danger is gone. But because I'm standing beside him, Luca Marino.
25:38Mafia Don. My chaos. My heart. My future. We laugh. Sunlight warm on our faces. Wind tangling
25:46our hair. And I know. Whatever comes next. Whatever battles daylight throws at us. We face
25:52it together. No regrets. No running. Just us. Love in broad daylight. And the thrill of
25:58surviving and thriving in a world most people fear to even glimpse. And as Luca kisses me
26:02lightly. Sunlight catching in his dark eyes. I whisper. We really are. Unstoppable. Aren't
26:08we? He smirks. Brushing a strand of hair from my face. In daylight. Casey. Always in daylight.
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