Lina Miller was a strong girl; ever since he met her, Mario Jensen had never seen her cry - not even the time when she was almost kidnapped and raped by hooligans when she was so young. She didn't shed a single tear.
He still remembers her seven years ago, as an eighteen-year-old girl, surrounded by gangsters in a broken warehouse near the dock in Andras City. She was almost raped when he coincidentally went there to take care of business for his father. Just one glance at her - her ponytail fluttering, and he was captivated by her.
Her plain yet determined eyes shone fiercely even when restrained by several men, silently protesting instead of begging for help.
"Yo, this girl is smart. She knows screaming for help is useless and doesn't even make a sound!"
"Boss, are you sure it's interesting to force yourself on a woman who doesn't even know how to scream?"
"You don't get it. Making a woman who doesn't scream beg for mercy under me is the most interesting!"
