Bars, the son of Edarin Pashegraevich—the boss of a business empire—went against his father, drowning in vice and profit. He was a bandit, a racketeer, the owner of a strip club—the symbol of protest against well-being imposed by fate. His life was a series of dark deals, bursts of excitement, and fleeting connections. One day, the usual order of things was disrupted by the father’s partner.
The father insistently suggested Bars take his daughter under his wing, explaining it by the threat looming ahead. Bars wrinkled his nose at the idea—guarding a pretty doll? Not his style. But his duty to his father outweighed his disgust.
The girl turned out not to be such a doll. Fear and defiance mixed in her eyes, and behind her fragile appearance lay a sharp mind.
A spark flared between them—either hatred or attraction. Bars had not only to protect her from external enemies, but also to fight his own demons, which grew stronger every day.
They were waiting for adventures, chases, gunfights, and revelations capable of destroying their world. The girl’s problems became their shared burden. Will they overcome their vices and find a path to the light—or will they remain prisoners of darkness they chose themselves? The answer depended only on them.