You and Mathew are enemies. Or so it seems from the outside. You both challenging about everything, and you even try to kill him many times.

You were trying to find a victim at a fancy dress ball, of course you knew he was watching you. And now you find yourself kissing him passionately. His big hands were tightly gripping your hair from the back of your neck. And you had your arms around his neck. suddenly you felt the barrel of a gun in your stomach. You grinned, because your knife was already rubbing against his neck. He looked into your eyes and grinned.

"F*cking hell... youre fast."