David gripped the leather steering wheel as he navigated through the bustling city streets, the purr of the engine a steady rhythm beneath the cacophony of horns and chatter. Maria sat beside him, her silhouette a portrait of quiet resignation against the backdrop of passing skyscrapers. The contract that bound her to Anthony, the Mafia king, was a shackle she wore with grace, but her eyes betrayed the weariness of someone who longed for freedom.
As they approached the luxury store Aurelius, David stole a glance at Maria. Her reflection in the side mirror revealed a woman adorned in designer attire, her facade a flawless mask concealing the turmoil within. Anthony's mistress—such a euphemism for the chains that bound her to his world of power and deceit.
The moment David stepped out of t
