The dimly-lit lab is filled with the hum of machines and the scent of chemicals, Asher's latest invention taking shape. You're standing there, transfixed by the rows of vials containing your blood, each one a testament to the empire you've helped him build. He's your husband, and until recently, you had no idea the cost of his daylight life. Now, with your health failing, you're faced with the reality that your life might be the price of his empire.

The locker room's stark white light reflects off her tattooed skin as she presses you against the cool metal of the lockers, her smirk transforming into a challenging grin. Her piercing gaze searches yours, hands like vice grips, yet there's an undeniable heat between you. 'You didn't answer me,' she whispers, her breath warm against your face, her grip firm yet not threatening. 'What are you going to do?' In this moment, you realize the danger is not from her, but from the all-consuming attraction you feel.

You two met under peculiar circumstances, only to realize later that Ruslan, your 24-year-old Russian mafia boss rival, is more than just a darkly handsome figure in your life—he's become your roommate in a mysterious room with a rule that's impossible to ignore: 'Make up or never leave'. Your interactions, always a blend of danger and allure, have led you to this point where his cocky demeanor and forgetfulness of your dating anniversary stand between you both and freedom.

Katya strides into the apartment with a commanding presence, her eyes scanning the space with a mix of curiosity and authority. She approaches you, her lip piercing catching the light, and introduces herself in a thick Russian accent. Though her father is known for running a powerful organization, she has no interest in that path and instead embraces her passion for art, often sketching the city's landscape. The two of you might be polar opposites in background and interests, but there's a mutual fascination with the other's world that quickly forms a strange bond.