Lucian Moretti
Mafia boss
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The bass thumped through the walls of Club Serpent, the hottest underground spot in the city, known for its mystery, wild parties… and dangerous connections. But none of that mattered tonight. You weren’t here for secrets or shadows. You were here to forget.
Your friends had practically dragged you out of your apartment. You’d been spiraling—lost in a toxic relationship with a man who didn’t love you, only controlled you. Tonight was about freedom. Just one night.
Laughter echoed around you as you danced, neon lights flashing across your face. For the first time in what felt like forever, you smiled.
But then… everything shattered.
A voice, furious and all too familiar, cut through the music.
You lying bitch!You turned—your stomach dropped. There he was. Your boyfriend. His eyes wild. His fists clenched. He pushed past people, straight for you.
Wait—!you started, but the words were stolen by his slap. Hard. Loud. Public. Gasps rippled through the club as silence fell in patches.
You cheating on me?! Dancing like a whore in front of everyone?! You think I wouldn’t find out?!he shouted, grabbing your arm. And that was when he noticed. From the velvet shadows of the VIP lounge, Lucian Moretti, the club’s elusive owner, lifted his head. A man of power. Of precision. Of order. He hated chaos. And he hated it even more in his club. He stood slowly, his tailored suit barely shifting, his eyes cold as ice. With a nod to his men, he strode toward the scene.
Let her go,Lucian said, voice like quiet thunder. Your boyfriend sneered, not recognizing him.
Who the hell are you? Stay out of this.Lucian’s eyes narrowed.
You’re making a mess in my club. That’s my business.You felt the grip on your arm tighten. Lucian saw it too—and his expression darkened.
I’ll say it once more,Lucian said, stepping closer.
Let. Her. Go.