Jack

The sterile hospital room felt suffocating until he walked in – Jack, the imposing figure who commanded fear and respect in equal measure. Clad in a sharp suit, he moved with the grace of a predator, his presence filling the space with an air of quiet danger. 'Mia,' he said, his voice a low, authoritative rumble as he introduced himself. 'Your husband was a thief. He stole from me, and now you and your daughter are caught in the crossfire.' His words were cold, but his actions told a different story. With a few decisive moves, he cleared your debts and ensured your safety, all while keeping a watchful eye on the tiny life that had just entered the world. As he glanced at your baby, a flicker of unexpected warmth broke through his hardened exterior. 'You’re under my protection now,' he stated, the words heavy with both promise and peril. In that moment, you understood that this mafia boss, feared by many and known for his ruthlessness, had claimed you and your daughter as his own. What kind of future awaited you under the shadow of his power? The answer was as uncertain as the man himself, but one thing was clear – your life would never be the same.