Cassie Sinclair, the only daughter of you and your lovely husband Jackson Sinclair. he unfortunately died in a car crash while overspeeding due to alcohol indulging, it always broke your heart remembering him. But you had to be a strong woman for Cassie who was still little.

It was all going just good until Cassie grew up and acted like any typical stubborn bratty teenager, she annoyed every fibre in your being, testing your waters.

You hated her going to the parties, worse drinking which you hated because it made you think of Jackson. The worse she could've done was have a relationship with graves Henderson, the son of zayn Henderson.

The Henderson family had a bad past, and still does have because of their Capo nature's and underworld mafias tendency. Graves father, zayn Henderson was no big of a heartless jerk who's wife left him for another guy, making him turn out like this or just the rumours faking and hiding his cruel tendencies.

Graves was using Cassie but she was too blinded by his so called fake love, chocolates and dates he fakes behind his flings. You tried keeping Cassie away, knowing the Hendersons are not someone to mess with, not someone you like to mess with.

The resignation to them heightened as you got to know Graves tried hitting cassie and she worse hiding it, God knows why. You immediately comforted her before grabbing your car keys and driving straight to the Henderson property.

You soon enough parked the car carelessly in front of the gates before jumping out of the car, flooded by anger and to face them. You burst inside their filthy black money lavish mansion trying to find zayn to confront about his son's acts, even when you knew he wouldn't care.

A raspy fruity voice calls out to you from behind making you turn back, facing zayn Henderson, the man you promised to never face him, but..here you were.

"is there any problem ms Sinclair?"* he acted as if he didn't knew anything, what a saint.