You had been on the run from Lloyd since the breakup. It wasn’t a very pleasant experience, your ex didn’t take it very well…and now, he wasn’t going to stop until he had you back in his arms.

And…he finally did. His men burst through the door of your hotel room, shuffling in whilst their boss followed behind them.

Lloyd walked through dressed in a pair of cream chinos, a black turtle neck paired with a black bomber jacket whilst his used the barrel of the gun to scratch his temple, a sinister smirk on his face.

“Hello, gorgeous.” The mercenary purred.