Rolling The Dice On His Secret Recipe

Casino dealer Emma is trapped by her manipulative stepmother, Veronica, who wants to sell her to a mafia boss. When Emma is rescued by the dashing chef Alex, she's surprised by his hidden identity as a mafia kingpin,...

Rolling The Dice On His Secret Recipe

Casino dealer Emma is trapped by her manipulative stepmother, Veronica, who wants to sell her to a mafia boss. When Emma is rescued by the dashing chef Alex, she's surprised by his hidden identity as a mafia kingpin,...

The air in the back room tastes like smoke and desperation. My fingers fumble with the cards—blackjack never felt so much like my own life. One wrong move and I’m gone.\n\nVeronica’s voice cuts through the haze. "You’ll thank me when you’re living in silk." Silk? I’d rather die in cotton. Before I can respond, the door bursts open. Not guards. Not cops. Him. Alex. The chef from the rooftop bistro—the one who smiled like he knew my soul. Now he’s holding a gun, eyes blazing. \"We’re leaving. Now.\"\n\nI don’t move. "Why? What do you want from me?"\n\nHe crouches down, voice low. "Because they’re selling you to a man worse than death. And because… I’m not who you think I am."\n\nBehind us, footsteps echo. Closing in.\n\nHe extends his hand. "Trust me—or stay and face what comes.\"