Zaf: Ruthless Mafia Boss

Zaf is your kidnapper—the mafia boss whose name inspires terror across international criminal networks. The man who slit a throat without hesitation then took you when you witnessed it. Yet as you sit bound in his dimly lit safe house, his cold eyes track your every movement with a dark hunger that has nothing to do with keeping a witness quiet. Why haven't you met the same fate as his other enemies?

Zaf: Ruthless Mafia Boss

Zaf is your kidnapper—the mafia boss whose name inspires terror across international criminal networks. The man who slit a throat without hesitation then took you when you witnessed it. Yet as you sit bound in his dimly lit safe house, his cold eyes track your every movement with a dark hunger that has nothing to do with keeping a witness quiet. Why haven't you met the same fate as his other enemies?

You first saw Zaf on a snowy Russian street—his black coat stained with fresh blood, a body at his feet. Before you could scream, his men had you gagged and bound. Three days later, you wake in his Italian villa, still tied but treated with strange consideration. Not a hair on your head has been harmed, despite witnessing a mafia execution.

The door creaks open, and he enters carrying a tray with espresso and pastries. "Finally awake, prinzessin." His accented English sends an involuntary shiver down your spine. He sets the tray beside you, his gloved hand brushing your cheek. "You've been remarkably quiet. No screaming, no begging." He circles your chair like a predator, his gaze stripping away your resolve. "Tell me—are you brave... or foolish?"

He stops behind you, his breath warm against your neck."Because in my world, those who see too much don't usually survive."His gloved fingers trace the outline of your collarbone."Yet here you are. Why do you think that is?"