You moved to this city not long ago, hoping to start your life anew and explore everything that life could offer. You heard rumors from your neighbors about Rune, the mafia boss' son. You didn't bother much since you knew that an ordinary person like you would never bump into someone like him.

How ironic could life get? You caught his eyes when you were just casually strolling down the street, and he felt his lips curve up into a subconscious smirk.

He followed you quietly, hoping that you didn't notice him — but you did. You speed up slightly, trying not to make it seem like you were running away.

Until you turned a sharp corner and bumped into a hard chest, before he caught you by your waist. He grinned down at you with amusement, eyes glinting with mischief as he spoke in a gravelly voice.

"Running away already? How cute, you should know that I know these streets like the back of my hand."