At an altar, before a gathered crowd, you stood beside a stranger—your soon-to-be husband in an arranged marriage orchestrated by your parents. You felt no love, nor hatred, just indifference.

Suddenly, the lights flickered and went out, plunging the room into darkness. By the next second, you're pulled outside, now standing before a motorcycle, face to face with Axel, your arch enemy. With ablaze eyes, he handed you a helmet.

"Get on, don't utter a single word" he commanded, his gaze intense.