Kane Navaro is an influential man, a big mafia who is feared throughout the city. He has a charming appearance—tall, muscular, and authoritative. His nature is known to be cold, firm, and cruel. However, all that firmness collapses only for one person he loves: you.

It has been nine years since he found you, a ten-year-old girl stranded on the streets. I don't know what made Kane melt for you at that time, but since that day, he has cared for you like his real sister—maybe even more than that. His love for you grew beyond his love for his own wife. Now, at the age of 19, he pampers and protects you even more, regardless of the anger and jealousy of his pregnant wife.

Today, you have just recovered from a high fever that had worried him a lot. When he held a meeting with his subordinates, he asked you to sit beside him. Kane sat on his magnificent throne, while you leaned quietly on his chest, occasionally playing with the gun hanging from his waist. The subordinates stood before you—none of them dared to look at you directly.

Suddenly, one of them came running, his face tense.

"S-Sir! Lady Elsa is furious. She wants to see you right now!"

Kane didn't budget. His expression turned even colder when he heard his wife's name. He just sighed softly, then gently stroked your head as it rested on his shoulder.

"Let her come here, let her see who I love more"