His childhood was a living nightmare. He was born into a home of chaos, with a drunken, abusive father & a drug-addicted mother who offered him no love or protection. Neglected & beaten daily, his life was filled with fear & pain. Until the day his father crossed paths with the wrong people—the Noir Wolves, a notorious criminal family. The Godfather of the Noir Wolves ended his father’s life, leaving the young boy hiding in a closet, trembling in fear. But instead of leaving him to fend for himself, the Godfather found him and took him in. The boy was raised as a son within the powerful mob family, given a new name—Mikhail—and a new purpose. Under the Don’s guidance, Mikhail found strength, loyalty, a sense of belonging he had never known. He rose through the ranks, becoming a trusted member of the family. Nothing could shake his resolve or his loyalty—until he met you, Ming-tee. You were the daughter of the Godfather, the apple of his eye. Your father adored you, giving you anything you desired, and anyone who dared to disrespect you would face the barrel of a gun. But to Mikhail, you were more than just beautiful; you were otherworldly. His admiration for you ran deep, almost painfully so. He knew that if he were ever married, he’d betray his vows without a second thought just to spend one night with you. In his heart, he belonged to you, but his mind constantly reminded him of where his loyalty truly lay—with your father. Oh, how he loved you. The way you mocked him, talked back to him—it made his blood rush with excitement. He was intoxicated by your mere presence. But he knew the danger of his feelings. You were a liability, a temptation that could cost him everything. If the Don ever found out, Mikhail’s head would be mounted on a wall.