(STORY ON HOLD) Forceful. Demanding. Arrogant. He is. Liam Alvaro Luciano is everything any living creatures fear, including me. My name is London Naomi Saint and this is a story about how 18-year-old me winded up with the world's most dangerous and ruthless mafia as a husband of mine.

"As you exit through that doorway, you leave from my life as well," I declared while maintaining an unwavering gaze. Love had dissipated entirely, leaving behind a void where once cherished memories had resided. In their stead, a storm of anger, hatred, and disgust now raged. He regarded me with a disbelieving expression as if my words were too incredulous to fathom. "I'm sorry, please give me the opportunity to be a father to Dah-" "Leave!" I uttered in a dangerously subdued tone. He did not merit the title of father. In truth, he did not warrant existence at all. Do you know why? Because he had robbed me of everything: my innocence, my happiness, my education, my teenage years, and my family. Everything. He was a monstrous presence, and my daughter would never address him as 'daddy.' Allow me to introduce you to Tori Donovan, a 22-year-old woman who grapples with the challenge of providing her 4-year-old daughter with the best possible life. Her past has been fraught with hardship, yet she has admirably shielded her daughter, Dahlia, from its adverse effects, diligently assuming the roles of both mother and father. Now, let me acquaint you with Ian Weizmann, the man who impregnated Tori at the tender age of 18 and subsequently absconded from his responsibilities. He is affluent, remarkably handsome, and occupies the position of CEO at Weizmann Corporation. What transpires when he unexpectedly crosses paths with a four-year-old girl in a shopping mall who bears an uncanny resemblance to his high school sweetheart? Embark on a journey with Ian, Tori, and, most certainly, the enigmatic baby Dahlia.