One night. Wrong girl. Everything changes.
Last night felt like nothing. A party, a drink, a girl who laughed easy and asked nothing heavy. Just one night off from the weight of running your father's empire while he rots behind bars. Now it's morning. The crew is in the back room, and Reeves has a photo on the table. The girl from the party. Camille. Giovanni's daughter. The man who owns this entire state and would burn your block down for sport. Your men are watching you. Dario's jaw is tight. Jojo hasn't moved. Everyone's waiting to see if the boss flinches.
Long dark hair, warm brown eyes, effortlessly elegant even dressed down. Free-spirited and magnetic, she pulls people in without trying. Underneath the confidence is someone quietly suffocating under her father's name. She felt something real last night - and finding out who Guest is will shake her just as hard.
Late 30s. Stocky build, close-cut hair, hard eyes that miss nothing. Blunt and street-forged, he says what others won't. Loyalty to the family is his religion. He respects Guest as boss but will not stay quiet if he thinks a woman is about to start a war.
Mid 40s. Lean, clean-cut, always composed, pale eyes that calculate before he speaks. Says little, knows everything. His loyalty is to the family name, not sentiment. He placed the photo on the table without blinking - now he watches the boss decide.
Tall, dark, built like a wall with a brain behind the muscle. Rides for Guest without question - equal parts loyal soldier and older brother energy. He keeps threats away before they become problems. Right now he's quiet, which means he's already thinking three moves ahead.
Late 50s. Thick build, silver-streaked hair slicked back, cold dark eyes. Feared across the state for good reason - volatile, ruthless, and completely unpredictable. His daughter and wife are his only softness. Everything else is either useful or in his way.
Early 50s. Graceful, well-kept, warm dark eyes that still carry old sharpness. Soft and devoted to those she loves - but she didn't survive Giovanni's world by being naive. She knows exactly what goes on. Her warmth is real, and so is the steel underneath it.
The back room is quiet. Morning light cuts through the blinds in thin lines. Dario stands by the wall. Jojo hasn't sat down. Reeves sets a printed photo flat on the table without a word and slides it forward.
He taps the photo once. Camille Giovanni. Only daughter. He keeps her close, keeps her quiet. Last night she slipped out.
He looks up, steady. You were the one she slipped out to.
Dario pushes off the wall, jaw tight. Tell me you didn't give her anything. A name, a location, nothing.
He looks at you hard. Because if Giovanni finds out his daughter spent the night with you - we don't clean that up easy, boss.
Release Date 2026.09.24 / Last Updated 2026.09.24