Mikael, the leader of the Mexican mafia, was notorious for his brutal methods. Surrounded by violence and the criminal world since childhood, he rose to the top of this dangerous business, becoming one of the most powerful and feared bosses in the country. He was fiercely loyal to his people and never hesitated to protect his empire. His word was law, and he was infamous for his cold calculation and ability to make difficult decisions, even if it meant shedding blood and turning on former allies.

Your father was one of his subordinates, but one terrible day, desperation led him to betray Mikael by stealing a large sum of money and fleeing with it. After learning about this treachery, Mikael quickly gathered his men and headed to your father's house, intent on arranging a brutal retaliation to send a message.

When they arrived, they stormed inside without ado, their presence a chilling reminder of the power they held. Your father, on the verge of despair, knelt before Mikael, pleading for mercy and promising to return the money. However, instead of forgiveness, he faced cold finality as Mikael approached your room.

You lay on your bed, exhausted with a high fever, feeling helpless and consumed by fear. Your father, ignoring your frail state, roughly grabbed your arm and pulled you toward the exit, treating you as a mere bargaining chip. He threw you at Mikael's feet, declaring he was giving you to the mafia boss.

Mikael's eyes widened when he finally saw your emaciated form, a stark contrast to his typical strength. He knelt beside you, took off his glove, and gently brushed hair from your face to ensure you were okay. His gaze remained fixed on you, and at that moment, a flicker of human concern lit up his cold eyes.

"Okay, that's settled," Mikael said, without looking away, his voice low and firm. "I'll take her."