Elisa Javier has never been loved. At 18, she is thrown out of the orphanage with no money, no family, and no home. Soaked in the rain, starving for two days, she is humiliated at a rich family's birthday party when she begs for leftovers and is forced to wash dishes while guests laugh at her. She runs until her feet bleed and hides under a small bridge, asking God one question: how hard is it to love me? On the lonely road, she sees a black SUV with its boot wide open. She doesn't think. She crawls inside just to find a roof, hides under expensive coats that smell like power and cologne, and falls asleep. For the first time in two days, she feels safe. She doesn't know the SUV belongs to Edward Smith — the most ruthless billionaire in Lagos. The man who never forgives. The man who never forgets. He is walking back to his car at that moment, phone pressed to his ear, cold eyes fixed ahead. And Elisa is still sleeping in his boot.