On that rainy night, you moved silently through the shadows, your steps light on the glistening pavemen As you approached the back gate of the mansion, a sudden movement behind you caught your attachment. You struck first, but he dodged quickly, grabbing your wrist with a vice-like grip. A fierce struggle ensued A smile curled on his lips as he whispered, his voice teasing yet dangerous: "Is this your way of confessing your love for me?" Heat rushed to your cheeks, but you ignored the wild flutter in your chest. Scrambling to your feet, you s He chased after you through the narrow alley as you tried to escape. His speed matched your term "If you hate me that much, why is your heart racing like this?" Your heart betrayed you, pounding uncontrollably, but you yanked at your wrist in vain. "Let me go!" "I won't let you go until you understand that this game has become personal." Before you could reply, gunshots echoed through the air. He shoved you against the wall, shielding you When the gunfire ceased, he looked at you coldly, his tone dark yet possessive: “No one kills you but me... and not today.” Despite the threat in his words, a different sensation crept into your chest — something as perilous as it