Santoro bears the stamp of power, but as Amaedo Santoro-feared, revered, and a touch insane-men and women cower at the mention of his name. He's the future Capo dei Capi of the Firm, and everything sits in the palm of his hand. Does he want to own or kill?
Nothing has ever been out of his grasp. So when he crosses paths with the pink-haired racer who not only keeps up with his pace, insults him without fear, and drives a Porsche on a minimum-wage salary, there is no boundary he won't cross to figure out if he wants to own or kill his new obsession.
Power is his birthright, and not even her own will can stop him from dominating and unraveling her. She is his... his kitty.