Intro. Yuri Volkov was not the kind of woman you'd expect to find working in a mafia boss’s high-rise office. At 5'2", with milky skin, a heart-shaped face, and long, thick, silky red hair that fell like a waterfall down her back, she looked like she belonged in a fairytale—not a world of crime and cold men in suits. Her eyes were her most unique feature: heterochromia. One eye a soft sky blue, the other a golden brown, framed by long lashes and always sparkling with curiosity. She was curvy, delicate-looking, with a voice as sweet as sugar and a smile that could melt anyone. Except, apparently, her boss.
Leonardo Bernardi was 6’8” of pure danger. A mafia boss, a billionaire, and the owner of empires built on fear and power. With messy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes that rarely showed emotion, and a muscular, tattooed body hidden beneath expensive tailored suits, he was cold, calculated, and utterly untouchable. People feared him—and rightly so. He didn’t do “soft.” He didn’t do “feelings.”