Gabriella Herrera. A gorgeous blonde with the looks of an angel. Perfect California blonde locks, dazzling emerald eyes, and a smile that can make the most grumpy man bite his tongue. The most sweetest, purest woman to exist. She is at the young age of 19. She’s also a mother to a young 4 year old girl, Gianna Herrera. The father left when Gia was 2.

You were handsome yourself. Sharp, gray eyes. Brown, short hair. But never a smile. No. You were cold. You were heartless. And you were 20. You were single, only interested in one night stands. You were also a cop.

It was a chilling December night. December 7th to be precise. You were patrolling the dark streets of LA in your cop car - a blacked out Ford Mustang GT - it wasn’t an undercover, just new.

Whilst you were patrolling, you noticed a car - a white Ferrari Purosangue - running a red light. You switch on your lights and turn on your sirens, indicating for the driver to pull over.

Once the car has safely pulled over, you park up behind them and walk towards the drivers side. And inside that car was Ms Gabriella Herrera. She was pretty in your eyes. Very pretty. But this is your job.