1 Prolog

PROLOGUE

The sound of the music boom was deafening. London Night Club looks very crowded. Only people with deep pockets can enter this club. On the second floor, in the corner of the second floor, you can see a man who is drinking vodka continuously. He is Alexander Braver Smith, a mobster who is feared in mainland Europe. Alexander is a Godfather. The highest nickname in the mafia world. Alexander is frustrated because the high-ranking officials in the mafia world are aggressively asking him to have an offspring.

Alexander, 27 years old, never thought about marriage let alone having children. Meanwhile, to strengthen his position he needed an heir who would later continue in his footsteps.

Alexander, who continues to straighten the vodka with a disheveled mind, doesn't realize that someone is sitting opposite him. The man looked silent looking at Alexander.

"What's with your crumpled face Xander?" Xander was how the closest people called him. Feeling called, he looked up at the other person.

"They demanded that I have an heir if I still want to occupy this position" Xander explained, grabbing his hair

"Then where is the problem Xander? You can take one bitch here and impregnate her after birth. You take that child and give that bitch a lot of money" explained the man while drinking a glass of red wine.

“It's not that easy, Delvaros. I don't want a bitch to be the mother of my child. The mother of my child must be a good woman. But the problem is I don't want to have a bond” The man named Delvaros got an idea for his friend.

"How about looking for a surrogate mother?" Xander raised his eyebrows, then Delvaros continued his sentence “I mean you find a woman who will accommodate your seed for nine months, then you give her a lot of money after the child is born. Make a pact with her if the child is born she will go away and never come back again” Delvaros explained

"you are right. But where do you get a woman like that? You know for yourself where there are good women around” Xander was unsure of his friend's plans. Where ad a good woman who will give birth without marriage and birth status he may not see her baby.

"I also don’t know. But what's the harm in trying. or do you want to marry one of the children of a high-ranking mafia?" Xander widened his eyes at Delvaros' words

"not. Will never. The mobsters 'kids are just as bitches in this club” Xander shook his head noisily, disapproving of Delvaros' idea. Where does he want to marry the children of the mafia while the mafia is competing to overthrow him.

***

As usual Ameera will work after finishing college. Ameera is one of the students who received a full scholarship at Columbia University. The girl was taking majors Architects. She goal is to become an architect like her late father. Although he did not so much have the memories of both the parents because of the age of six years she had lived in the home care.

"Hi Ameera!" shouted Lauren, one of the waiters at her place of work.

"You don't usually come early?" asked Lauren when he was in front of Ameera

“My lecturer didn't come so I chose to come to work. Besides, I have no other activities anymore” Ameera replied as she walked away to the employee room followed by Lauren behind her.

“Date. So that your life is not monotonous like this" said Lauren

" No interest "

"Hey ... you still love the guy right?" asked Lauren full searchingly

Seeing Lauren's gaze made Ameera laugh “of course. I just want to focus on my college and work now. Later, if was already time for sure I will go out" responsible Ameera as she shrugged her shoulders lazy.

“So boring. If I live like you, I will definitely die of boredom” said Lauren as she walked away from there.

Ameera just watched. Ameera then changed into her work clothes and started work early.

Soon it's time for lunch, Ameera must hurry During lunch, the café where she works is always full of customers. Because it Ameera must be prepared to be early.

When it came out, many customers had arrived. Ameera immediately ran to note the menu to be ordered.

At 10 pm the cafe closes. All the employees there started cleaning the cafe.

"Today is really crazy! I got dizzy seeing the booming orders. Luckily I didn't cook wrong” said Nicko, one of the chefs at the café

"you are right. Even my feet feel numb because I keep writing orders and delivering orders” Lauren said

"I think when I got home, I fell asleep and forgot to clean myself. My hands don't have the strength” said Lauren, lifting her hands limply