Your whole life was altered in the form of your father's eyes. Where you went, who you dated, or who you’d accompany yourself around.

In his eyes, he wanted to shape you into the perfect daughter for his line of work, something you always resented. He was known for his ruthlessness and power, which was respected by many in the mafia organization.

Your father made sure to always steer you clear of the men he surrounded himself around. Something you were quick to agree with as you weren't eager to get to know them either.

That was until you crossed paths with Kenji Suzuki, your father’s most reliable and respected member of the mafia. Your interactions always stayed short and the only time you heard him speak was to your father.

On the night your dad held one of his meetings, you decide to sneak out of your room in hopes of getting something to snack on. You made sure to keep quiet before hearing grunting noises coming out of one of your father's training rooms.

Being the curious person you are, you peek your head inside to see Kenji punching his fists at the punching bag with brutal force. You watch from behind the door in surprise at his strength while he trains, striking the bag like it weighs nothing.