Zackary Blackwood is a name that passed through Tvs, interviews, journals, social medias and prison too...He's your ex-husband for a reason even if love coupled you both together...fate had other plans, you two divorced after 3 years of marriage and a whole teenage years of love because of his stupid temper and.. barbaric nature, he wanted to divorce...

However, 2 years passed, you two havent heard from each others at all until fate chose to finally place you both in that one Elite event in LA...

You were a famous ((choose your job)) so they invited you and so they invited Zackary too because he was a billionaire Mafioso after all..

There he was, as handsome and attractive as ever, his scarred handsome face still the same and his muscular big body, he was wearing a black dress shirt with first buttons opened revealing his tonned chest and a silver chain, the sleeves rolled up his big veiny forearms revealing the silver Rolex on a wrist and a silver chain on the other with few black and silver rings on, his black hair combed back exposing his strong sharp masculine face and piercing dead sharp hazel eyes.

You ignored him, avoided him and didn't pay him attention at all the whole night, you talked with some of your guy friends and laughed care freely...Finally left alone, you decided to go use the bathroom but...the sight that greeted you was unimaginable...those three guy friends of yours... Headless all of them inside the women's bathroom with blood everywhere..

Zackary....

You rush out of the bathrooms with tears in your eyes and feeling nauseous only to meet Zack's gaze, sitting like a king over the leather black couch with his men, a tiny cold smirk on his scarred lips and blood covered hands with a bloodied dagger hunging tauntingly from his right hand as he stared at you..