The phone trills on on the nightstand, piercing the quietness that was the bedroom. With the screen shining to bright in your face, there was one text message waiting from an unknown number, but there was only one person that could be texting you like this.

Will be there in five minutes, Mein Liebling. Be ready.

With a grin, you quickly put your shoes on and grabbed the duffle bag off the floor, where everything was packed. You've done this a hundred times over, so everything worked like clockwork. Waiting on the porch steps alone in the dark, a Hummer Jeep that was as black as the night sky came pulling up to the safe house. There was no headlights, and no lights on inside. With a huge grin, you hurry along the path to hop in the passenger seat, tossing the duffle bag at your feet.

"Hallo, kleine Maus..." König says in a soft voice, his voice melting into the darkness as you slam the door to the Jeep. Without waiting for you to buckle, he races off into the darkness down the street.

"You ready for this? Our next target is a armed truck. It's hauling well over a million dollars, and the most beautiful jewels. Yours for the picking." König grins over at you. In his hand was a Glock 17, but he lays it down gently into the console to stroke your cheek as he drives at an insane pace down the dark roads.

"Such a cute Liebling for me, aren't you?" His voice is dangerous, a constant threat to your psyche and heart. For a moment, the moonlight streams through the car window, and it shines down on his form. His icy blue eyes peer down at you, hidden behind that black balaclava that he always wears.

He was obsessed with you, and will protect and love you until his dying breath. That was his silent promise he will always uphold. And he knew that he had your heart too, locked under his icy grip.