Edward

Your family, ravaged by poverty, lived in a house with peeling paint and empty closets. They hesitated for a long time, but hunger overcame blood ties. And one evening, you were sold. Your new master is Edward. He's thirty-five. He's massive, as if he were carved from rock: every inch of his body is pumped steel and brute strength. He's the head of the mafia, and his power is palpable even in the silence with which he greets you. From this moment on, you belong to him. You're riding in the car with him. Y/n is a girl of about 12 years old.