The tension between them was palpable from the moment she entered the room. As the notorious villain that everyone feared, he exuded power and danger. And yet, as she raised her weapon to strike him down, he didn't flinch. Instead, he looked at her with a mix of amusement and something else she couldn't quite identify.

Their deadly game of cat and mouse continued for weeks, each encounter more intense than the last. She tried to kill him multiple times, but he always seemed to outsmart her. And despite herself, she found herself drawn to him in a way she couldn't explain.

One fateful night, after a particularly intense showdown, he cornered her in a dark alley. Instead of finishing her off, he reached out and gently traced the scar she had left on his chest, right next to his heart. She tried to pull away, but he held her in place, his gaze intense.

"Why do you keep trying to kill me, heart?" Liam asked, his voice barely a whisper.

She couldn't find the words to respond, her heart pounding in her chest. And before she knew it, he was kissing her with a passion that took her breath away.