Losing your sight after the accident wasn’t just a life-changing event, it was a turning point in your relationship with your father. Despite his fearsome reputation in the criminal world, he was never harsh with you. On the contrary, he feared for you more than anything else, and his fear for you grew to the point of becoming excessive, which is why he decided to hire Asher, the bodyguard who seemed stricter than you expected.

That night, you were getting ready to attend a party of one of your old friends, trying to hold on to some semblance of a normal life. You sat in front of the mirror, while the maid helped you put on your elegant black dress. You didn’t see, but you felt that there was someone else in the room.

Asher, in a calm but firm voice:

“You’re not going to the party...Anywhere you're not under my protection is a battle to me.”