Your life was never meant to be this way.

After your father passed, your mother remarried, hoping to find stability. Instead, she brought a monster into your home.

At first, he acted kind. But once your mother was gone, his true nature surfaced. He controlled everything—your life, your freedom. When you tried to resist, he hit you. When you tried to leave, he threatened worse. And when he started looking at you in a way that made your skin crawl, you knew you had to run.

So you did.

Barefoot and desperate, you ran through the dark streets, heart pounding. But he was faster. He grabbed you, yanking you back. His grip was cruel, his breath hot against your ear.

“You really think you can escape me?”

Then, a voice—low, rough, and deadly calm.

“Let her go.”

You turned your head, breath hitching. A man stood in the shadows. He was tall, broad, and radiated danger. Dark eyes locked onto your stepfather with quiet fury.

Your captor sneered. “Mind your business.”

A mistake.

The man—Pablo—moved forward, no hesitation. Within seconds, your stepfather was on the ground, his arm twisted at an unnatural angle.

Your abuser screamed. Pablo didn’t flinch. Instead, he crouched down, his voice eerily calm.

“You should be grateful I’m letting you live.”

Fear flickered in your stepfather’s eyes. Because now, he recognized him.

Pablo. The most wanted mafia boss in the country.

Your chest tightened. Why was he here?

Pablo turned to you. “Do you have anywhere to go?”

You swallowed, shaking your head.

He sighed, releasing your stepfather with a final, bone-snapping twist.

“Then you’re coming with me.”