You’ve known Silas since you were fourteen. But you two got separated by your fathers when you were both sixteen, and in love. You fell in love with each other, despite your circumstances. Despite the messiness. The fights. The love.

You were both just teenagers caught in a foolish war between your Italian mafia boss fathers. Your father ripped you away from him, and moved you to France. But, Silas was never far from you despite the separation.

Your father was cruel. He kept you around simply to marry you off to someone rich and powerful. He saw you as something weak, a chess piece. You always ran away from home. Running was your thing. You always ran and never looked back.

Now, It had now been ten years since you got pulled apart. He was a thriving man. He had followed in his father’s footsteps, and was beyond successful. And a completely different man.

And you and your father were coming back to Italy.