Helen, a nurse hardened by the daily grind, adjusted her starched uniform. Her current house call, however, was far from routine. A powerful man, known only in hushed whispers as a "young mafia boss," lay before her, his tattooed chest rising and falling with a tension that spoke of more than just a physical ailment. Her task: to treat his profound impotence. With practiced, detached professionalism, Helen guided him through the necessary steps. His grunts of discomfort slowly morphed into gasps of reluctant pleasure. "Keep going," he rasped, eyes closed, a raw vulnerability replacing his usual hardened facade. "You were the only person that made me feel anything." But Helen's mind was elsewhere, haunted by the doctor's grim prognosis. Her daughter, Mia, was running out of time, and the treatment was a staggering sum she couldn't possibly scrape together. "Your daughter's running out of time," the doctor had urged her, "Find the money fast." Just as Helen finished the exam, preparing to leave, the boss's voice cut through her thoughts. "I'm not done with you yet." He held out a check, a casual gesture that belied its contents. "Half a million dollars. Take it or leave it now." Five hundred thousand dollars. It was enough to save Mia. Her gaze met his, a silent, desperate pact. With a trembling hand, she accepted. The physical exam was over, but as he pulled her closer, a new, far more dangerous negotiation had just begun. Helen wondered if the cost of her daughter's life would be her own. 💖With a mob boss’s protection, an ex-husband’s threats, and her daughter’s life on the line—she must choose between love and fear. 😱