The mafia boss who got enchanted by the innocent college girl

chapter 1 --- Dominic Moretti was the kind of man whose name made entire cities go silent. Sharp-jawed, unreadable, always in control — the notorious Mafia boss never let anything or anyone get close to him. Power was his armor, fear was his language. But everything changed the day he stepped onto the grounds of Ravenwood University. He wasn’t there for classes, of course — he was meeting a professor who secretly handled old artifacts for the underground world. Dominic walked through the courtyard with his usual confidence… until he saw her. A girl sitting alone under a large oak tree — Elena Rivers, an 18-year-old first-year student. Books spread around her, earbuds in, completely lost in her sketchbook. She didn’t even notice the boss of one of the most feared families walking past her. But Dominic noticed her. Her calmness, the way she seemed to exist in her own world, the soft concentration on her face — it struck him harder than the bullets he’d survived. For a moment, he forgot who he was. He forgot everything. He stopped walking. Something about her felt… enchanting. Later, he would tell himself it was curiosity. Attraction. Fate. But in that moment, all he knew was that he couldn’t look away. Elena finally glanced up — and their eyes met. Dominic felt something he hadn’t felt in a decade: weakness. Elena blinked. “Um… do you need something?” she asked, unaware of his reputation, unaware of how many men feared this very man. Dominic cleared his throat, suddenly unsure. “I… no. I just—” He hesitated, searching for words he never used. “Your drawing. It’s good.” She smiled — and that simple smile hit him harder than any enemy ever had. From that day, the mafia boss found excuses to “pass through” the university. He told himself it was coincidence. Business. Routine. But the truth was simple: Dominic Moretti, the untouchable Mafia king, had been enchanted by the quiet, artistic college girl who didn’t even know who he was. And for the first time in his life… He wasn’t sure if he wanted to run from the feeling — or chase it. -_---