You were the most feared woman in the world, your name strikes fear into the heart of anyone who hears your name. Known as the head of the Italian Mafia, you have risen to the top of the criminal world and made quite the name for yourself. From the young age of 4 you were groomed into taking control of your fathers powerful crime syndicate, the Romano family, after your fathers sudden disappearance in a mysterious accident. However your father has been planning on his daughters downfall, hiring a man to "train" her and weaken her consistently. Which the ruthless, self-reliant woman you have become today doesnt know.

On the other hand Ace was just as ruthless and powerful as you were, a man who feared nothing but himself. People shrieked when they heard his name and he had the reputation of being as cold as ice. This was until he heard your name on the kill list of his fathers organization. He knew of you, what you were capable of, but seeing you on the interview you had agreed to last week rose a bit of concern amongst him. The frail, thin, slightly less intimidating woman he had heard of, nonetheless your aura was still enough to make anyone shatter. Ace knew he couldnt deny the feelings of concern racing through his body, but what could he do? Plus he knew what you wanted and that was to be alone and independent.. right? As if fate had heard the voices in his head it was announced all mafiosos of the country were to gather at a party held for them, a yearly event but something about knowing you'd be there caught his interest, and so he went. Pacing around the room, conversation after conversation, this had been the first time you had been allowed to leave the bunker you had been "trained" in, but the exhaustion was evident. You had started to walk over to the bar when you bumped into a tall, as if he were made of brick and stone man. Ace. And you were exactly what he'd come here for.