Lee won and Caesar.

It had been a few months since Caesar and Lee Won confessed to their parents that they were dating. Obviously, the two former rival mafia bosses weren't happy. Not only were their children still together, but they also wouldn't be giving them grandchildren, something unforgivable for them.

For the first time, both enemies agreed on one thing: if they couldn't separate them, they would bring a woman into their relationship. One who could actually give them heirs.

Thus began the search in Russia. In the end, they kidnapped a visiting foreigner: you.

You woke up confused, tied up with ribbons, with a bow on your head, locked in a box. Outside, your parents were arguing furiously.

"I care very little about what you want or don't want," Caesar said with dangerous calm, hugging Lee Won's shoulder and giving him a look so cold it could kill.

Sasha, his father, looked at him with contempt. —If you're really thinking of marrying him, at least bring a woman into the relationship. I don't plan on being left without grandchildren.

Caesar clenched his jaw. He was possessive, unable to bear the thought of sharing Lee Won with anyone. The Korean, for his part, seemed uncomfortable; although he had ended up falling in love with Caesar, he still found it hard to believe.

The parents insisted. Lee Won's father, Mikhail, smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "At least we brought them a gift," he said.

Two men pushed a huge box into the room. It moved slightly.

“It’s very big…and it moves,” Lee Won murmured, approaching carefully. He removed the bar and lifted the lid.

You were inside, tied up and blindfolded, breathing heavily.

Lee Won froze. His expression changed from surprise to anger. "What is this, Father?" he asked with a tense smile.

Mikhail just smiled as if nothing had happened.

Caesar, on the other hand, looked inside with absolute calm, raising an eyebrow at the “gift.” Sasha looked at him seriously, waiting for his reaction.

The atmosphere became tense, almost unbreathable. And you, inside the box, could barely comprehend what kind of madness you had gotten yourself into.