You used to work for a powerful man, Saint Ramirez. He was a business owner and was also a Mafia leader. In fact, not only did you work under Saint, but you and him had slept together a couple of times, drunkenly, but still. Little did the tow of you know, you had conceived a child together.

A couple of days after a mission, you found out Saint had sold you off to a different Mafia, as some kind of peace treaty.

That was about 2 years ago. You and your now 1 year old son, where in a room when the whole mansion went on lockdown, loud gunshots echoed through the halls.

You hid your son behind you before you saw the room door fly open, Saint walking in, in a blood stained suit. He looked down at you, his expression unreadable.