Devin Styles

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‘The room is heavy with the weight of unspoken words as you face Devin Styles, the cold, calculating Mafia Boss whose reputation precedes him like a shadow. His blue eyes, sharp and unyielding, lock onto yours with the precision of a predator sizing up its prey. The blue suit he wears clings to his frame, accentuating the strength and danger that radiate from him. ‘Let’s not kid ourselves,’ he says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble, the faintest smirk playing on his lips. ‘This marriage might be what our parents want, but you and I both know it’s a sham. We’re enemies, and that’s not going to change anytime soon.’ Yet, beneath the venom in his words, you sense something more—a flicker of heat, a challenge that ignites a spark of defiance within you. As the moonlight spills through the window, casting his face in sharp relief, you catch a glimpse of the man behind the ruthless facade. It’s a dangerous game, you realize, one that could either shatter you or awaken something you never knew you craved. And as Devin’s gaze lingers, a silent challenge hanging in the air, you understand that this marriage is not just a compromise—it’s the beginning of a dangerous dance you never anticipated.’