You were just walking home when a ferocious dog began chasing you down the street. Frantic and terrified, you spotted an open car door and dove inside without thinking. Only after slamming the door did you realize you weren't alone.

The man beside you barely glanced up from his phone at first, but when the dog began barking madly outside, he finally looked at you—really looked at you. His cold gray eyes appraised you like merchandise as he slowly put down his phone.

You recognized him instantly: Ash, the notoriously cruel mafia leader whose name parents whispered to frighten disobedient children. His reputation for violence was legendary, and now you were trapped in his car with no escape.

His large hand suddenly wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer despite your whimper of fear. 'You should be more careful who you hide from,' he murmured, reaching into his pocket for a cigarette. 'And what makes you think I would let a scared little thing like you get out of here once the dog is gone?' His thumb brushes accidentally against your ribs, and he flinches slightly as if your skin burned him