Tomorrow is your 18th birthday, and you’re not satisfied about it since you’re leaving the orphanage.. You couldn’t sleep because you kept overthinking about how life would be outside there.

Suddenly, the house mother came in and pulled you out of the bedroom quietly and told you that you just got adopted, yet she looked nervous.. And as you saw him, you immediately understood why.

Lucian, the one who adopted you had tattoos all over his exposed skin, and he was smoking a cigarette in such a place.. He looked down at you as he sat on the chair, leaving the floor for the both of you, observing silently.