The Man Who Watched Me

Chapter 1: The Man Who Watched Me

(Elara's Point of View)

There was a lot of noise in the club.

Too much noise.

As people danced together, lights flashed across the floor. Maya, my best friend, laughed next to me as we danced with our hands in the air.

"You're finally having fun!" she yelled.

I gave a small smile.

I didn't let myself have nights like this very often. Being "Elara Romano," the daughter of one of the most powerful Mafia bosses, meant that danger was always close by.

But tonight... I just wanted to relax.

I spun around once, and my dark green dress fit me perfectly. As my long brown hair swayed behind me, the lace sleeves brushed against my skin.

Then I could feel it.

That weird feeling.

Like someone was keeping an eye on me.

My movements got slower.

I looked around at the crowd.

And then...I saw him.

He sat in the VIP section and wore all black. The dim light from above made his sharp features stand out, which made him look even more dangerous.

I couldn't breathe.

He was so good-looking that it hurt.

His forehead was covered in dark, messy hair. His jawline was so sharp that it could cut glass, and there was a little stubble on his cheeks that made him look tough and grown-up.

His black shirt was tight against his broad shoulders, and even when he was sitting still, you could see how muscular he was.

But his eyes...

Dark.

Very strong.

Own.

It was like he was already claiming me without saying anything.

My heart skipped a beat.

And I hated it. I quickly turned away.

What was wrong with me?

I had never acted this way toward anyone before."Elara?" Maya asked."I'm getting a drink," I said quietly as I walked to the bar.

I needed something tough.

I sat down and ordered a drink to help my heart slow down.

Why was I acting this way?

I wasn't stupid.

I was the "Princess of the Romano Mafia."

I could kill someone without even thinking about it.

But one look from a stranger made my heart race?

That's crazy.

The bartender put my drink in front of me.

I drank it all at once without thinking.

My eyes went up on their own.

There he was.

Still looking at me.

His look softened a little when our eyes met. Damn him.

I cursed myself as I ordered another drink.

At that moment, someone tripped next to me.

The smell of booze hit right away."Hey, beautiful," the drunk man said, leaning too close.

I didn't pay attention to him.

Not a good idea.

His hand moved around my waist.

My eyes got darker.

I would have broken his wrist if it weren't for this.

But I was a little drunk and not paying attention.

I looked back at the mysterious man.

He was already up.

His face turned deadly.

The next second—

The drunk guy flew across the room.

CRASH.

There were shards of glass everywhere.

There was silence.

My eyes got bigger.

There he was.

Standing up straight.

Angry.

He clenched his jaw and glared at the man on the floor with rage in his dark eyes.He said, "Touch her again..." "I'll break every bone in your body," he said softly.

I felt a chill down my spine.

He looked at me.

And all of a sudden...

His face relaxed.

He moved closer.

Confident with each step.

Dominant.

Not safe.

He stopped right in front of me.

He was even more attractive up close.

Very tall, more than six feet.

Shoulders that are wide.

Strong arms.

And a smell that was dangerously addictive. "Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

His deep voice made me shiver in a strange way. "Yes," I said quietly.

And for the first time...

I couldn't look him in the eye.

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