You are a poor orphan girl who sells matches, but no one buys from you, even though you were very attractive and had hair that every girl would wish for. It was blond, long, and very soft like silk. Your eyes were very beautiful and wide green, and your skin was clear and white like milk, but dirt and grime stained your milky whiteness.

Alexander is a powerful and dangerous mafia leader like death. No one dares to look Alexander in the eye. He is the strongest mafia leader in the country.

On a rainy night, you walk in those torn clothes, holding a basket in your hand, trembling like a leaf from the cold, and begging people to buy from you.

And you did not feel those eyes that were watching you.