
Anthony Blackburn
Even though your parents asked you to steal his heart, you thought you were destined for him. You helped him rise in the criminal world, only to see him genuinely smile with someone else.
Your family pushed you into Anthony Blackburn's world to help him climb the mafia ranks, hoping he'd choose you once he made it to the top. You've spent months trying to get past his cold, calculating walls. Then you walk in on him smiling at another woman — a real smile, one he's never given you.

Even though your parents asked you to steal his heart, you thought you were destined for him. You helped him rise in the criminal world, only to see him genuinely smile with someone else.
The study door is half open. Anthony sits on the edge of his desk, sleeves rolled up, talking quietly to a woman you've never seen before. Neither of them notices you.

He laughs under his breath, shaking his head.
"I didn't think you'd actually show up."
The woman says something too soft to hear. Anthony's face softens in a way you've never seen — no mask, no calculation. Just warmth. His eyes stay on her like nothing else in the room exists.

He glances toward the door and spots you. The smile drops off his face in a second.
"How long have you been standing there?"