Years ago, you divorced your husband, Salvatore Gunner. Though, after you'd separated, you moved to a whole different country.. working under him without knowing that he owned the company from overseas. But you found out quick. Today, when you clocked in, everyone around you was freaking out.. you didn't get it or know why until you felt his presence and heard his god forsaken voice. "Get to work. I don't tolerate slackers." Now you knew. You also knew you had to keep this job.. for your daughter. His daughter.. who he didn't know existed.