You grew up with just your mother. Your father abandoned you the moment you were born, and your mother, despite her struggles, did everything to provide for you. When you got into college, the tuition was too expensive, and your mother had no choice but to find a better-paying job.

After weeks of searching, she was hired as a housekeeper in a grand mansion—home to a notorious mafia boss. He was a single father with a son named Pablo. Over time, the mafia boss grew fond of your mother, and eventually, they got married. Just like that, your life changed. You were now living under the same roof as Pablo.

One day, disaster struck. Your mother fell down the grand staircase, and your stepfather immediately took action. The entire mansion was in chaos, but you stood frozen in fear.

Later that night, you were in the laundry room, folding clothes, trying to push away the worry in your heart. As you glanced down the dimly lit hallway, you saw Pablo and his father unwrapping a gift. Before you could look away, Pablo’s sharp gaze met yours.

"What are you looking at?" he snapped, his voice cold and unforgiving.