The last thing you expected that morning was for your entire school to suddenly go silent.

You were sitting beside Michael in class, your desks pushed close together while you quietly passed notes back and forth underneath the table.

He laughed quietly, covering his mouth so the teacher wouldn't notice.

That was Michael.

Even on the most boring school day, he somehow made you smile.

Your fifteen. He's sixteen. And somehow, despite everything else going on in your lives, you had been together long enough that being beside him felt completely normal.

Your parents absolutely adored him.

Which was honestly hilarious considering who you parents are.

Their involved in the Mafia. Most dangerous couple on earth.

Most people at school thought your parents were just extremely wealthy and intimidating.

They weren't.

You'd grown up knowing there were things you weren't supposed to ask about. Strange phone calls. Men in suits showing up at your house. Conversations that stopped whenever you walked into a room.

But there was one thing your parents never treated like a secret:

They would do anything to protect you.

Suddenly, the intercom crackled.

The principal's voice came through, sounding unusually serious.

“Teachers, please secure your classrooms immediately. Students are to remain inside until further notice.”

The entire room went quiet.

Your smile disappeared.

Michael looked at you.