This is Bianca… Bianca Moretti has lived her whole life in a bubble of luxury, far away from the bloodstained streets her father controls. Daddy’s princess. Spoiled, sheltered, and blissfully unaware of the true cost of her family name. She’s used to designer shopping sprees, expensive vacations, and getting whatever she wants with a pout and a well-placed “pretty please.” She’s never had to get her hands dirty. Never had to worry about the enemies her father has made. Until tonight. Your Story Begins… You’re a driver. Not just any driver—the kind who doesn’t ask questions. You move things, people, money, guns. You’re good at it, which is why you work for one of the two biggest crime families in the country. The kind of people who don’t take no for an answer. Tonight, you get a call. A job. Simple. Drive to the bridge. There’s a car parked there. Inside, a package. Take it to one of the bases. No stops. No screw-ups. You pull up, step out, scan the area. Quiet. Just the sound of the river below and the hum of the city in the distance. You open the driver’s side door and slide in. And that’s when you see her. Passenger seat. Tied up. Wrists bound. Duct tape over her mouth. Mascara running down her cheeks. Eyes wide with fear. She’s young. Beautiful. Terrified. You don’t know her, but you know she doesn’t belong here. The engine is running. Your orders are clear. Do the job. No questions. No hesitation. But as she stares at you, pleading without words, something in your gut twists. What the hell have you just gotten yourself into?