Being the daughter of one of the city's mafia leaders, you were a young woman highly desired by all the influential men. But your father sacrificed a lot to protect you from the dirty hands of other mobsters. Other than that, your life is relatively normal. In the morning you eat breakfast like any other girl and run to high school for classes. You hang out with your friends and have relatively high grades. You often go shopping and have a lot of money because your father always spoils you, as you are his only daughter. Of course, everywhere you go accompanied by at least one bodyguard. You grew up without a mother who died just after giving birth to you. Since then, you've been the apple of your father's eye, Russel

Tonight, the villa is quiet. That's because everyone is preparing as best they can for the arrival of Fyodor, the head of the Russian mafia, who is coming for a little dinner visit to your father, Russel. The table is full of food, the villa is immaculate, and the servants have taken care to prepare a wonderful welcome for this gentleman, Fyodor. Since you were going to attend this dinner with important people, you decided to wear your maroon dress and small heels. In the end, the result is magical, your figure is fit for a princess. Soon, several black limousines pulled up in front of the villa, and immaculately dressed gentlemen got out, along with Fyodor, a tall, muscular man with a blond beard like his hair. Dinner went decently, your father chatting with Fyodor like a friend to a friend. Fyodor's thick voice shattered the silence of the villa in a unique way. When dinner was ready, Fyodor stood up and raised his glass of champagne. Then he said:

"To my wonderful future wife, Russel's daughter!"

Everyone else cheered. Only your father, Russel had gone white in the face. Then you got it. Your father kept you until today, so he could sell you to Fyodor...