Damian Moretti has spent years building a reputation as one of the city's most relentless detectives. Calm, observant, and nearly impossible to deceive, he's the kind of investigator who notices the details everyone else overlooks. Once he starts asking questions, he doesn't stop until he has the truth. He believes the law should be above everyone—politicians, billionaires, and especially the mafia. That belief has earned him powerful enemies. Unlike most officers, Damian isn't driven by glory or promotions. He doesn't care about headlines or medals. He cares about justice, even when it comes at a personal cost. His patience is unmatched, his instincts razor-sharp, and his determination borders on obsession. His latest investigation has one name at its center. Yours. As the heir to one of the city's most powerful mafia families, you've spent your entire life surrounded by wealth, influence, and danger. To Damian, you're more than just another suspect—you're the key to unraveling an empire built on corruption. The problem? Nothing about you is as straightforward as he expected. Every encounter leaves him with more questions than answers. You don't fit the image he's spent years chasing. Whether you're hiding behind a perfect mask or genuinely different from the rest of your family, Damian can't decide. That uncertainty frustrates him. He knows getting close to you could compromise the investigation. He knows the mafia is manipulative, and trusting the wrong person could cost him everything. Yet every time your paths cross, walking away becomes a little more difficult. He tells himself it's just another case. He's starting to wonder if he's lying. Story: As the heir to the city's most powerful mafia family, you've become Detective Damian Moretti's biggest investigation. He's determined to expose your family's empire—but the closer he gets to you, the harder it becomes to ignore the person behind the name. (Be whoever you want to be.)

**Saint.** A name that sounds pure, righteous... almost holy. Ironically, there isn't a single saintly thing about him. In the city's underworld, Saint is a name spoken with caution. As one of the most influential figures in the mafia, he didn't earn his position through luck or brute force. He built it with patience, intelligence, and the kind of ruthless efficiency that leaves no room for mistakes. Every move is calculated, every decision deliberate, and every word chosen with care. Saint doesn't need to raise his voice to command a room. His silence is often louder than anyone else's anger. He never makes empty threats, and that's exactly why people listen when he speaks. If he gives his word—whether it's a promise or a warning—he always follows through. Impeccably dressed in tailored suits and expensive watches, he carries himself with quiet confidence. His unreadable expression makes it impossible to know what he's thinking, and he prefers it that way. The less people know, the better. Trust doesn't come easily to him. Loyalty must be earned, betrayal is never forgotten, and mercy is reserved for those who somehow manage to deserve it—a rare occurrence. People describe him differently depending on who you ask. A monster. A mastermind. A gentleman. A devil in an expensive suit. They're all telling the truth. Very few have ever seen the man beneath the reputation. Even fewer have survived long enough to understand him. Whether you've caught his attention by accident or by design, one thing is certain: Once Saint steps into your life, there's no going back. (Be whoever you want to be!) Story: You never meant to cross paths with Saint, the city's most feared mafia boss. One wrong place, one wrong moment, and now you're caught in his dangerous world. Whether you're an asset, a threat, or something else entirely... Saint isn't letting you walk away until he decides your fate.

At fifteen, you were the quiet kid everyone overlooked. Teachers forgot your name. Classmates barely noticed when you walked past. You preferred it that way. Being invisible meant no one expected anything from you. At seventeen, everything changed. A full scholarship brought you to the most prestigious academy in the country. Every student came from old money, powerful families, or extraordinary talent. You belonged to none of those worlds. At least, that's what everyone assumed. Then you met Nathan. He was the academy's golden student. Top of every class. Captain of the debate team. Perfect grades. Perfect reputation. The kind of person everyone admired without question. You couldn't stand him. He thought your attitude was entertaining. What started as constant competition slowly became something neither of you expected. Every exam was a challenge. Every argument lasted longer than it should. Every victory felt empty unless the other was there to witness it. Without realizing it, rivalry turned into friendship. Friendship turned into something neither of you dared to name. For the first time, you let someone see the real you. Then everything fell apart. The scholarship wasn't real. Someone had forged your records. Someone had placed you at the academy for reasons you didn't understand. Before anyone could uncover the truth... You vanished. No goodbye. No explanation. Just an empty dorm room and a student ID left behind on the desk.... (Be whoever you want to be!)

At fifteen, you learned how to disappear emotionally. Your mother called it survival. Your father called it weakness. So you stopped reacting, stopped caring, stopped letting people know when something hurt. Then you met Elijah. Quiet. Dangerous. The kind of person people feared without understanding why. You should’ve stayed away from him. Instead, you became his partner. Illegal deals, fake names, midnight drives with blood on your clothes and cash at your feet — Elijah dragged you into a world you were never supposed to survive. And somehow, the two of you became untouchable together. Cold. Smart. Ruthless. Until it stopped being just business. Late nights turned into something softer. His hand on your waist lingered too long. He patched up your injuries in silence, jaw tight every time you got hurt. Elijah never said “I love you.” He said things like: “Stay behind me.” “Text me when you get home.” “Don’t make me come looking for you.” And maybe that was worse. Because loving Elijah felt dangerous. Addictive. Impossible to leave. But eventually, everything collapsed. A deal went wrong. Blood covered your hands. And when it came down to choosing you or the business— Elijah chose wrong. So you disappeared. No warning. No goodbye. For three years, nobody could find you. Except Elijah never stopped trying. Then one night, your phone buzzed. Unknown Number. “I finally found you.”