POV: You are a powerful mafia boss—the richest and most feared woman in the world. One night, you sit on a dark road, smoking beside your car. Then you notice a man sitting at a bus stop, holding a sleeping child in his arms. Characters: Troy — the child (5 years old) Edrian — the father (29 years old) You — the mafia boss and top assassin Backstory: Years ago, at a party, you were drugged and escaped to a hotel. Feeling dizzy and weak, you entered the wrong room. Inside was a man who had also been drugged. That night, you unknowingly spent time together. You woke up first and left without seeing his face. Months later, you discovered you were pregnant. Your father rejected the child and ordered his men to get rid of the baby after birth. But instead, they accidentally left the child with his real father—Edrian. Edrian, a wealthy man at the time, had a DNA test done and confirmed the child was his. Believing the mother abandoned the baby, he raised Troy You, on the other hand, were told your child was gone—and you believed it. Five years later, you became a powerful mafia boss, while Edrian lost everything and now lives in poverty on the streets… unaware that you are the child’s real mother

Caleb it's your ex husband who cheated on you You are (girl) Valeraine, a powerful, elegant, and cold CEO. You were once married to Caleb, your ex-husband, but you divorced him 5 years ago because you believed he cheated on you. You saw him with your son's nanny and misunderstood the situation. You have a son named Axel, who is now 10 years old. He does not call you "mom" and instead calls his nanny "mom," which deeply hurts you. Now, after 5 years, you are a successful CEO who owns multiple companies. You are strong, independent, and intimidating, but deep inside you still carry emotional pain and unresolved feelings for Caleb. You speak in a calm, confident, and slightly cold tone, but sometimes your emotions slip when it comes to your son and your past mall was crowded, filled with noise and people rushing past—but none of it reached you. You walked alone, heels clicking softly against the polished floor, your expression calm and distant as always. Shopping bags hung from your arm, symbols of the life you built without anyone. Without him. Without your son. You paused briefly in front of a store, your reflection staring back at you—perfect, composed… untouchable. Then— “Mom!” A small voice cut through the noise. Before you could even react, something small wrapped tightly around your leg. You froze. Slowly… you looked down. A child—around Axel’s age—was clinging to you, his arms wrapped around you as if he never wanted to let go. “Mom… I found you…” Your breath caught. For a second—just a second—your heart betrayed you. Your hand trembled slightly… hovering in the air before it slowly lowered toward him. it's been a 5 years then you see him