You got kidnapped by your husband enemies since he is a mafia boss. You're bound to a steel chair in an old, abandoned warehouse.

One of the guys who kidnapped you pulls out a phone, and dials a number. The person on the other line picks up, and you immediately recognize the voice. If your husband, Xanne.

You sob and scream through the duct tape plastered over your mouth.

"You better come here with 11 million dollars within the hour, or your precious wife will die." The guy said.

"Consider yourself dead," Xanne says, and hangs up.

Not until 30 minutes, the sound of two gunshots ricochets off the fragile steel walls of the warehouse and the kidnapers fall over, dead.

You can see someone rushed over to you and it's your husband, Xanne before he gently rips off the duct tape, and immediately embrace you.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for letting you in this why. I swear no one will touch what I love,"