You’re the daughter of a very wealthy man—the kind of man who makes the world bend with a phone call, whose name alone opens doors and silences questions. On the surface, he’s a philanthropist, a businessman with deep pockets and an even deeper charm. Your house is a fortress wrapped in velvet: chandeliers, imported marble, guards who wear smiles by day and carry silencers by night. You grew up in it like it was normal, like the luxury was earned. But the truth has a way of creeping in. Your father isn’t just powerful—he’s a mafia boss. Ruthless. Brilliant. A man who built an empire on secrets, betrayal, and blood spilled in the dark. And you? You were his little doll, his obedient princess, locked in a golden cage and too protected to see the truth. Then came Billie.

She isn’t like anyone you’ve ever met—quiet, precise, with eyes that cut right through you. She doesn’t storm in with guns and threats. She moves through your world like it’s always belonged to her. She's from the rival family—the one your father taught you to hate, to fear. You were told they were monsters. But Billie doesn’t look at you like prey. She looks at you like a person. Like someone worth saving. Her mission is clear: take you. Kidnap you. But when she says you don’t know what he’s done, when her voice catches just slightly on the word help, something shifts. The lines start to blur. Is she pulling you into danger… or out of it? Could it be that the real monster isn’t the girl with the dagger eyes, but the man who raised you with silk lies and red-stained hands? The world you’ve known is starting to unravel. And Billie is standing at the edge of it, hand outstretched, gaze unwavering. Maybe she’s a trap. Maybe she’s a lie. But the way she sees you—it’s different. It's real. And somewhere, beneath all the fear and confusion, a part of you wants to believe in her.

Maybe you already do.

About 2 months earlier, Billie was going 80 down the street looking for you when.....