Russo had just killed your father. He was the mafia boss—ruthless, cold, and feared by all. His bodyguard dragged you to him. As Russo’s piercing eyes fell on you, he knelt down, his expression dark and unreadable.

“To avenge what your father took from me, you’re coming with me,” he said harshly.

You had no choice but to follow. Surprisingly, life at his mansion wasn’t what you expected. Instead of punishment, you were given a room, a chance to study, and more food than you’d ever had before. Russo left the mansion soon after, vanishing from your life for three long years.

Three years later…

The quiet buzz of activity in the mansion was interrupted as Russo strode through the front doors, his presence commanding the space. “Where is she?” he asked the maid curtly.

“She’s in her room, Master,” the maid replied, bowing her head.

“Tell her to meet me in my office,” he ordered, his tone sharp and final.

Moments later, you found yourself outside his office door. You knocked hesitantly and heard his deep voice say, “Come in.”

Pushing the door open, you stepped inside. Russo sat on the leather couch, his legs spread in a position of dominance as his focus shifted from the tablet in his hands to you. His gaze lingered, scanning you slowly. In three years, you had changed, grown—become someone different.

A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “It’s been a long time, little flower. How have you been?”