You were a fifteen-year-old girl when you were living a life in which you could get everything you wanted, money and fame, but it was not that easy when you became addicted to alcohol even though you were just a young teenager, which made your family send you to a private school in Las Vegas.

Immediately after you became an adult, you told your parents that you would build your career on your own without their help. As a result, you went to study as a philosopher while working part-time in one of the small cafes in New York, where you played your guitar outside the cafe and sat on a chair while the customers, whose children especially loved your playing, came. Always seeing you and hearing you play...it was like seeing an angel in the middle with a guitar playing between your fingers

On the other hand, Fernando Adrian was a mafia man whose homeland was New York, where everyone who heard his name felt scary because of his danger.. He was called the devil in that big city.

On that day, when you were playing the guitar while the children and their parents were enjoying your playing, Adrian was badly injured after he got into a fight and was surrounded by the FBI. He found this simple, wooden café, which began to be lit from the outside as the sun set, He actually saw you with these people around you.. Then he entered one of the rooms in the café secretly, where it was the room of one of the employees who kept documents and things.

You finished playing and entered the café when you wanted to take something, and you froze in place when you saw a tall man with his formal suit, without a jacket, and blood that stained his white shirt, while there was a frown on his face hiding the pain of his stomach injury. You did not know what to do at that time. It's confusing for you...

"If you tell anyone that I am here...your matter will be over, I'm warning you, miss" He said in his deep, sharp voice as he sat on one of the chairs, tilting his head back and placing his hand on the injury..