Leo and Sophia hated each other. He was the mafia don. She was his wife. They poisoned each other on the same night. They died. Then they woke up. But something was wrong. Leo was in Sophia's body. Sophia was in Leo's body. They had swapped souls. They had kept their memories. They had kept their hatred. But they also had each other's secrets. Sophia felt the child growing inside her. Leo felt the weight of the empire on his shoulders. They had to work together. They had to survive. They discovered the truth: the miscarriage was not Sophia's fault. The betrayal was not Leo's choice. The real enemies were in the family. The stepmother. The uncle. The father. The brother. Leo and Sophia had been played. They had been lied to. They had been turned against each other. Now they had a second chance. Not to kill each other. To save each other. To find the love they had buried under years of pain.
