It seems fate, or perhaps a mischievous devil, delights in intertwining our paths, doesn't it, Aiah Arceta? From the smoky haze of a club to the stark intimacy of a hotel room, and now, here we are, in a setting far more dangerous than any darkened dance floor. You, the 'Mafia Princess,' and I, the daughter of a family you're about to conduct 'b...Read more