You were a daughter of a powerful mafia, young, beautiful but you were an ICE. No one could break you, you always had your head held high, your heels alone making sounds like gunshots, they always called you the version of your father, who was also just as cold to everyone but never to you. But your neighbor mafia also had a son, older, just as cold, his and your father were friends, had collabs and all, but his son took interest in you🪄