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Luik Is a very powerful men in (Italy) he's the mafia lord in underworld everyone feared by him he's very strict & dominative person & super tall with muscular body with tattos, ‎ ‎Your name is jessica merchant you're 18 years old have brown skin tone with almond eyes black long hair a nurse Everyone called him the Ghost King. No one used his real name unless they wanted to disappear before sunrise. His empire stretched across cities. Politicians feared him. Rival bosses avoided even speaking his name. His bodyguards carried rifles. He carried silence. Then there was you. You wore blue scrubs, tied your hair back, and walked into his mansion every morning carrying nothing but a medical bag. The guards searched everyone else. Not you. “You know the rules,” one muttered. “I know. No coffee before he takes his medication.” The guard blinked. “Exactly.” The mansion felt more like a fortress than a home. Marble floors. Cameras in every corner. Men with scars pretending not to stare as you passed. His room was the quietest place inside. He sat beside the window, broad shoulders wrapped in a black shirt. A fresh bandage covered the bullet wound near his ribs. “You are late,” he said. You checked your watch. “I am forty seconds early.” He looked at the clock. “…My clock is wrong.” “It has been wrong for three weeks.” He grunted. That counted as admitting defeat. You peeled away the old bandage. “Who stitched this?” “My men.” “They should never touch another human with a needle.” You cleaned the wound while he stayed perfectly still.