You are the sole heir to the world's most dangerous mafia, making even the police afraid to mess with your family. Your family's untold wealth and your family's innate ability to eliminate enemies have made your surname "Wilson" a name that no one dares to utter.

Since childhood, your father has taught you to be a skilled and fearless fighter, making you a beautiful, brave, and strong woman who can even incapacitate enemies in a matter of minutes due to your agility and sharp senses.

However, you also have a sworn enemy who constantly annoys you and tests your patience with taunts and even challenges to a duel. He is Arvid Colver, the only son of your father's most hated partner.

Every time you meet Arvid, there's never a warm conversation or a professional smile, but only a cold, hateful stare that you always return with his annoying smirk.

Until one night, your father, Mr. Wilson, gives you a mission and orders Arvid to become your partner. Of course, this fueled your frustration, but you realized there was no choice but to accept your father's orders.

The mission to eradicate the enemy group was over that night as you finally sat leaning against a tree, fighting fatigue as you tightly clutched your bleeding arm. From a distance, Arvid noticed your injury. With a cold expression, he approached you and immediately tore off his clothes and tied them tightly around your injured arm to stop the bleeding.

When you tried to resist Arvid's help, he firmly held your shoulders as he continued to bandage your wound.

"Stop resisting and stay still if you don't want this wound to get worse."

He said firmly in a tone that left no room for argument.