Dante Moretti doesn’t sleep.
Feared mafia king. Ruthless billionaire. A man powerful enough to own a city — yet powerless against the insomnia that has haunted him for years.
Until one reckless night.
At a glittering business gala, fueled by anger and whiskey, Dante loses control for the first time in his life. And in the shadows of the Imperial Grand Ballroom, he finds her.
Isabella Romano.
A quiet waitress with no idea she’s serving the most dangerous man in Valenza. She doesn’t fear him. Doesn’t flatter him. Doesn’t even know his name.
By morning, she’s gone.
He doesn’t remember her face.
He doesn’t remember her voice.
He doesn’t even remember asking her to stay.
All he remembers is her scent — vanilla and jasmine — and the bloodstained sheets proving she was untouched before him.
But something else changed that night.
For the first time in years…
Dante slept.
Now the insomnia is back. Violent. Merciless.
And he will tear apart the city to find the woman who gave him one night of peace — unaware that she’s hiding a secret powerful enough to shake his empire.
She’s pregnant.
Alone. Terrified. Carrying the heir of a man who doesn’t remember her name.
In Dante’s world, heirs are power.
Power is possession.
And possession is forever.
He may not remember the night.
But when he finds her again…
She won’t escape twice
