Dangerous Love, Sweet Surrendered

The week following the shooting incident transformed Lussi's life. Leo had essentially moved his office operations to a building near her university, claiming it was "just good business." But everyone knew the real reason was to stay close to her.

Every morning, she'd find different surprises: One day, it was her favorite coffee and fresh croissants waiting in her car; another day, her entire path to class was lined with rose petals. Her classmates watched in awe as the infamous Devil of the Underground turned into a hopeless romantic.

Today, she sat in her art history class when her phone vibrated:

"Look outside, little one."

Lussi glanced through the window and nearly gasped. Leo stood leaning against his black Maserati, looking sinfully handsome in a charcoal suit. Several female students were already swooning.

"Class dismissed early today," her professor suddenly announced, making Lussi suspicious of Leo's involvement.

Outside, Leo pulled her into his arms, not caring about the audience they'd attracted. "I missed you," he murmured against her hair.

"It's only been twelve hours," she giggled.

"Twelve hours too long." He opened the car door. "I'm kidnapping you for the afternoon."

They drove to the outskirts of the city, finally stopping at what looked like an abandoned estate. But when Leo led her inside, Lussi gasped. The interior was completely renovated into a private art gallery.

"Remember you told me about your dream of opening a gallery?" Leo smiled, watching her amazed expression. "This is yours."

"Leo..." Tears filled her eyes as she walked through the spaces, each room perfectly designed.

"The renovation will be complete in a month. You can curate your first exhibition then."

Lussi threw herself into his arms. "Thank you! But... how did you know about my dream layout? I never told anyone."

Leo grinned mischievously. "I might have borrowed your sketchbook. The one where you draw your dream gallery designs."

"You sneaky devil!" She playfully hit his chest.

"Speaking of devil..." His expression turned heated as he backed her against a wall. "Do you know how sexy you look when you're excited about art?"

Before she could respond, his lips captured hers in a passionate kiss. Unlike their previous gentle kisses, this one was filled with hunger and need. Lussi melted against him, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Leo lifted her, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist as he carried her to a plush couch in what would be the gallery's private lounge. His lips traced down her neck, making her gasp.

"Leo..." she moaned as his hands roamed her body.

"Tell me to stop," he whispered huskily, "because I'm losing control."

Instead of answering, Lussi pulled him back for another kiss. Their passionate moment was interrupted by Leo's phone ringing insistently.

"Ignore it," Lussi pleaded.

"It's Nick's emergency tone," Leo sighed, reluctantly answering. His expression darkened instantly.

"What?" He listened intently. "No one moves until I get there. And Nick? Make sure they suffer."

"What's wrong?" Lussi asked, fixing her disheveled clothes.

"Milan's family made their move. They attacked one of my clubs." His eyes were stormy. "I need to handle this."

"Let me come with you."

"Absolutely not."

"Leo," she touched his face, "you promised no violence."

He leaned into her touch. "They need to learn they can't touch what's mine."

"Then teach them another way. Show them you're stronger than their petty games."

Leo studied her face, then suddenly smiled. "Actually... I have a better idea. How do you feel about attending a party?"

That evening, Lussi found herself entering the city's most exclusive club - Leo's flagship establishment. She wore a stunning red dress that Leo had delivered to her house, along with a note: "To match the devil's heart you've stolen."

The club fell silent as they entered, Leo's arm possessively around her waist. Milan and her family were there, as Leo had planned. Their faces paled seeing Lussi not only alive but glowing with confidence.

Leo led Lussi to a private VIP area overlooking the club. Instead of violence, he threw the most extravagant party the city had seen, clearly demonstrating his power and influence. Every important person in the city came to pay respects to him and his "angel."

"See?" Lussi whispered in his ear. "This shows more power than violence ever could."

Leo pulled her onto his lap, not caring about propriety. "You're changing me, little one."

"For better or worse?"

"Definitely better," he smiled, then turned serious. "But I need you to know something. While I'll try to be better for you, there are parts of my world that will always be dark. Can you handle that?"

Lussi traced the dragon tattoo visible through his white shirt. "I don't want to change who you are, Leo. I just want to be the light in your darkness."

His eyes darkened with desire. "Dance with me."

On the dance floor, Leo held her close as a slow song played. Other couples gave them space, creating an intimate bubble in the crowded club.

"Everyone's watching us," Lussi whispered.

"Let them watch. Let them see that the devil can love. Let them see that I belong to you as much as you belong to me."

As if to prove his point, Leo dipped her dramatically and kissed her passionately in front of everyone. The club erupted in applause and cheers.

Later that night, in Leo's penthouse, they slow-danced on his balcony under the stars. Lussi wore his shirt, which drowned her small frame, while Leo had stripped to his pants, his tattoos on full display.

"Move in with me," he suddenly said.

"What?"

"Move in with me. I want to wake up to you every morning. I want to cook breakfast with you, play piano for you, fall asleep holding you."

"My parents..."

"Already gave their blessing. Your father says it's better than me sneaking into your room every night."

Lussi blushed. "He knows about that?"

"Your mother told him. Apparently, she thinks it's romantic - the devil climbing balconies for love."

Lussi laughed, then grew serious. "Are you sure? Living with me means no more late-night 'business meetings' without explanation. No more hiding parts of your life."

"I want you to know all of me," he said softly. "The good, the bad, the ugly. Everything."

"Then yes," she smiled, "I'll move in with you."

Leo's face lit up with genuine joy - an expression only she ever saw. He spun her around, then pulled her into a deep kiss.

That night, as they lay in bed, Leo traced patterns on her bare shoulder. "You know what this means, right? You're officially the devil's woman now."

"And you're officially an angel's devil," she teased.

As they drifted to sleep, neither knew that Milan's family had one last desperate plan - one that would test not only their love but also Leo's promise of non-violence. Because sometimes, to protect an angel, even the most reformed devil must bare his fangs...

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