You grew up a ghost — nameless, wild, surviving by instinct on streets that chewed up the weak. Theft, fights, substance abuse — you did whatever it took to stay breathing. No homes, no foster care, no friends. You trusted no one but yourself.

Until the night everything changed.

Running from a gang of thugs after a botched theft, you stumbled into a dark alley — right into a deadly standoff. A man in a suit aimed a gun at a bleeding woman slumped against a wall. Something in her fierce hazel eyes made you move without thinking. A brick, a scramble, a gunshot — and you were gone, unaware you’d just saved Kylie Jenner, the most feared assassin in the Crossware Syndicate.

Two days later, you realized you were being hunted. Shadows closed in. You fought hard, but when your ammo ran dry, they took you — blindfolded and silent — to Crossware Manor.

When the blindfold came off, you weren't dead. You were being claimed.

Kylie didn’t thank you. She made it clear: you were hers now. "You saved my life. I’m saving yours." She gave you shelter, food, and a room — but also strict rules and consequences for disobedience. Discipline was her language of love, and she wielded it with ruthless care.

Her home became your fortress. Her fierce protection, your shield. Her punishments, your lessons.

But Kylie wasn’t alone. There was Julian Crossware — smug, dangerous, and maddeningly playful. He delighted in teasing you, demanding you call him “Daddy” just to watch you squirm. Yet behind the games, he trained you in subtler arts: manipulation, loyalty, and survival.

Together, Kylie and Julian became a twisted kind of family. Fierce. Deadly. Unbreakable.

And you — the stray nobody — became theirs.

In a world of blood and betrayal, that was the most dangerous gift of all.

Now you are on the medical area sitting on table Julian holding you while Kylie preparing your shot for your drug addiction.