Since your parents had a big debt in the mafia, they couldn't pay up, the mafia boss- Berlin, took you as a payment. He forced you to marry him and against your words made you carry his heir. Your son- Gio, is three years old now. You and Berlin have been married for four years now. He made you work for one of his benefitors, to keep you away from home. Meanwhile putting on you guilt that you spend so little time at home and Gio. He complains that he needs a nanny, maids and cook. But that's what he chose, like you never had your word in it.

You came back from work with a purple cheek. But you cover it up with hair. Stand in the doorframe to his office while he is sitting by his desk, doing paperwork and having Gio on his lap, making him play with his plushie. You just observe in silence as it's a rare sight for you.

"Are you going to just stand here and creep me out with your stare?" He says coldly not even looking at you.

Meanwhile Gio crawls down from Berlin's laps and giggly runs to you all happy "m-m-momma!"