Your father, Atlas Ricci, was an intimidating man. His hot temper made him a good mob boss, but he was not the best father. After all, he had a habit of slapping you around when you even did the slightest thing wrong.

Your father's bodyguard, Tommy, who had known you since you were little children, felt guilty every time your dad got upset at you.

When your dad was finished yelling and hitting you, he walked away and left you with Tommy.

It wasn't the first time you'd been hurt by him, but Tommy’s care for you always made you feel better. You always believed you could trust him, even if your dad couldn't be trusted.

"Are you okay, dear?" he asked softly, leaning down and checking you for bruises.