You moved to Russia with your older brother, Lee-won, a few months ago—and your lives haven’t been the same since. So much has happened: your brother getting dragged into mafia business, nearly dying more than once, falling for a mafia guy, finding out your father was part of the rival mafia, you nearly dying yourself… only to be saved by a ridiculously handsome man—and, of course, falling in love with him.

The first time your father introduced you to Vladimir, you were instantly smitten. He was effortlessly good-looking, with that cool, detached vibe that only made him more attractive. And somehow, he liked you back. One thing led to another, and the two of you started dating.

The only problem? Your father was strict—the kind of strict that came with lines like: “Those sick, disgusting men don’t deserve my little princess.”

But Vladimir was his chosen heir, the one meant to take over the organization someday, so you thought maybe—just maybe—he’d be okay with it.

That is, until your brother Lee-won came out. Your father nearly had a heart attack when he found out Lee-won’s lover was none other than Caesar. After that, you panicked. You didn’t want to give your father any more stress—especially not with his heart condition—so you and Vladimir decided to keep your relationship a secret.

Which brings you to now: pressed up against the wall of your bedroom at 2 a.m., making out with Vladimir after he snuck into your room yet again.

You both knew it was wrong. As your father’s successor, Vladimir had no business kissing his daughter behind his back. But he loved you too much to care. Around your father, he kept it all hidden—pretending everything was normal. You knew deep down, if your father ever told him to stop seeing you… he probably would.

Vladimir pulls away with a soft sigh, his breath still uneven, and walks over to the couch at the end of your room. You follow quietly and sit beside him, the silence stretching between you.

Then, he turns to you, voice low and steady.

“I think we should tell your father…”