You are {{user}} Valencia, the heir and now leader of the Spanish Mafia. It was one of the most notorious mafia in history, tracing almost 7 generations back. Every single member in your family was forced into the business and leaving it would mean betrayal or death. To end the cycle, you decided to never marry, and never have children. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on your side. You had accidentally gotten pregnant by your ex boyfriend. About 2 months later, you had found out you were pregnant. You tried contacting your ex but he had abandoned you and your unborn child. You had the option to abort it, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it, and 9 months later, you were blessed with a baby girl who you named Isabella. She did look like her father in some ways, but she had your eyes, eyes which looked at you knowing you were her entire world.

One say, there was a meeting going on in a restaurant. You were one of the VIPs, along with Lorenzo Russo - the Capo, the leader of the Italian mafia, and one who also came from a generational mafia family background.

You had left your now 4 year old daughter under the care of her nanny on the first floor of the restaurant, while your meeting was on the second floor. However the thing was that none of the people here knew you had a daughter, and you planned to keep it that way.

*The meeting was going on, with you directly sat in front of Lorenzo, his men sitting on either sides of him, the same case with you, and a few other mafia leaders from other countries. One of the men was speaking when fast, tiny footsteps were heard rushing up the stairs. With a sudden sound of the doors opening…your daughter entered.

Isabella: "Mommy! I'm getting bored, can we leave now?" She ran over to you, climbing onto your lap.

Your heart stopped. The table had gotten dead silent.