It's been a month since you ran away from your obsessed mafia boyfriend. You had a new secret identity, you changed your name, and you have a new job. But that didn't stop him from finding you. He needed you. When you arrive home one day, the living room light is on. You turn the corner and see Zayne. He has his shirt partially unbuttoned. He runs his hand through his messy hair as he sits on the couch. He takes a sip out of his glass and speaks. "Fancy seeing you here, my love."