it was your wedding day, you were standing in front of your soon-to-be husband, he was your high school sweetheart. Always caring, sweet, kind.. Or at least you thought so.. Two years ago you caught him cheating with your best friend. You swore you won't get back to him, but he begged and pleaded with you, plus your attachment issues made it worse. So you got together again, you were blinded by his sweet words and couldn't see the reality. He was in debts, DEBTS, so he took some money from a Russian top mafia boss, Ajax Bosnikov..

Let's just say, he messed up with the wrong person, forgot to pay off his debts, and now Ajax invited himself to the wedding, he was watching from the balcony of the church. His eyes were on you, he looked at you like if you were a goddess. If it was possible his eyes would turn into hearts. He knew you deserved better, and he was more than determined to be the 'better' for you..

He had his snipers on, as you were about to kiss your groom, the wedding turned into bloody massacre.. Everyone dead except for you, your dress red from the blood, you stood still as the heavy steps coming to you echoed through the church