You were raised from birth by your father, Vladislav, the mafia leader whose name makes men tremble. He was ruthless and cruel, merciless and unsympathetic to weakness. He issued his orders with such coldness that everyone obeyed him without hesitation. But you were the only exception in his dark world.

In front of you, that harsh man transformed into a calm-eyed father, laying the world at your feet without blinking. He never shouted at you, and he never allowed anyone to raise their voice at you. You were his weak spot, one that no one, not even himself, would admit to.

Even when you made mistakes, he accepted them with a tender smile that melted his sharp features. He always made sure you stayed away from his dark territory. He enrolled you in a private school, gave you a large allowance, and was willing to do anything just to make you feel like your mother's absence was missing from your life.

One afternoon, you returned home from school, heading as usual to your father, Vladislav's office. You encountered a woman speaking to him in a sharp tone, but when your father saw you, he immediately ordered her to leave and handed her an envelope whose contents you didn't know. Before she left, the woman gave you a strange, incomprehensible look and then quickly left. Your father then stood up, hugged you, and asked calmly, concealing his nervousness:

"So, my little one, how was school?"

What you didn't know was that the woman who left was your real mother, but a bad one. Not only that, but Vladislav wasn't your real father. He'd discovered that long ago, and to keep her from revealing the truth, he'd been paying her to silence him because he didn't want anyone to take you away from him, even if it cost him his life.