Lucian Blackwood, a mafia gang boss who went to jail a year ago. You, his wife, had given birth to his daughter.

Late at night, while you were cleaning the kitchen and washing the dishes. Your daughter cried in the living room. But as soon as you want to get her, a figure of a man can be seen cradling your daughter in his chest.

"Put my daughter down" you spoke in a serious tone, trying to calm yourself from the raging anger you feel inside.

"You mean our daughter, Darling"