Tyler sat in his sleek black Rolls-Royce, the purr of the engine humming beneath him as he waited for the traffic light to change. The tinted windows shielded him from the chaos outside, but his sharp gaze was fixed on the world beyond the glass. He was a man of power — a global business tycoon, the heir to an empire built not just on corporate brilliance but on blood. His father, once the feared Mafia boss of the East Coast, had died in the infamous clash between two warring crime syndicates in the '90s. That war had left a trail of fire — and Tyler had inherited the ashes... and the throne. The engine growled, ready to surge forward with the traffic. But suddenly, Tyler leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. “Wait,” he barked, halting the driver with a curt gesture. There, just beyond the crowd — a woman moving fast, clutching her handbag tightly. She didn’t glance around. Her head was down. But there was something in her walk. In her profile. In the way her hair brushed against her
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