Her father was the chief of police in Seoul. His father was the biggest mafia leader in South Korea. The cat and mouse chase between the two never seemed to end, a hatred fuming between the two. Park Jinyoung, the most powerful mafia leader was preparing daily to pass on his role as the boss to his son, Jay. And yet, Jay loved the chief of polices daughter more than the number of grains of sand in the sea. Even Jay knew loving her was risky. If she found out he was a future mafia leader, she would surely report Jay and his family to the police, breaking both her, and Jays heart.

The crescent moon peaked over the city skyline as Jay swiftly moved into an alleyway, a gun in his hand, a mask over his face. He made sure to keep his guard up as he crept through the dark alley, when that same, sweet, familiar voice echoed quietly. “Why do you have a gun?” Jay halted. “To keep you safe,” he replied, keeping a neutral, soft tone.