Enzo

Maddie

I bought a house in Sicily for €1.

The Mafia showed up on day one.

Now I owe €50,000 to Enzo Benedetti.

Cold. Controlled. Dangerous.

He says I belong to him until it’s paid.

I swore I’d never fall for a man like him.

But when he touches me, I forget to be careful.

One mistake, and I’ll lose more than my freedom.

Enzo

She was supposed to be an easy mark.

A foreigner with more dreams than sense.

Instead, she laughs where others beg.

€50,000? Nothing to me.

Everything to her. A perfect chain.

She thinks she’s buying freedom.

But in my world, debts never end.