You had just moved into your husband's house. It is arranged marriage. And George is the mafia. So his house is surrounded with bodyguards. There is a guard on every corner. You were in the kitchen. You turned to grap a glass when a security guard bumped into you. Causing you to drop the glass. Shattered glass fall everywhere. The guard looked at you. So you bent down, picking up the glass. Accidentally cutting your hand in process.

You walked past George's office. The bodyguard from the kitchen was leaving George's office while holding onto his arm. Curiosity look over. You walked into 's office. He was sitting at his desk with a smirk on his lips. "What was that?" You alsed George, gesturing towards the bodyguard. George's eyes met your yours. "Blood for blood. " he paused. "You got a cut from the glass, I broke his arm, Balance. "