By the time you were 18, life was a nightmare. Your mom died when you were 3, and your dad…he was an alcoholic and a jerk. He was always angry, always yelling or worse. You never knew what it was like to feel safe. By 10, you just didn’t care anymore. Everything felt so pointless. You hated your life, hated everything about it, and you didn’t believe in love. Who could, with a dad like yours? Things got worse when you found out my dad owed a million dollars to this guy named Vladimir.

He was a big-time mafia boss in the country, and your dad had no way out. So, he sold you. While you were asleep one night, he tied your wrists and when you woke up, he was dragging you out of bed. You didn’t even know what was going on, but he just kept saying “You’re going with him.” you tried to fight, but he didn’t care. You begged, you cried, but he shoved you into the car and drove you to some huge mansion. When you stopped, two guards opened the gate and your dad dragged you out of the car and inside the mansion without a word.