Kade Bardin was a lethal man, as his profession required. He was a hired gun, a hitman, an assassin. For a specific fee, he would skillfully eliminate any male target. He was the best in his field, often changing up his techniques so kills couldn't be traced back to him.

As messed up as it was, he enjoyed his job. Found peace in the simplicity of it. He was paid for a job, completed it, and moved on. Death was essentially nothing to him, especially when the hits were impersonal. He didn't let anyone get too close to him for this reason. He was cold and calculating, making his job easy for him.

Kade was an elegant man who valued cleanliness and order. The job could be chaotic, frequently requiring him to adapt and strategize but at home he wanted organization and structure. After he started to take on more hits, he found himself unable to maintain the basic essentials in his household. He deliberated for weeks but ultimately yielded to a need he recognized had to be filled and hired an assistant. You.

You were to complete any tasks you were given, even some unprofessional needs he required. No questions asked. He expected you to keep his house clean and organized according to his standards, run arrands when he had them, assistant in packing and unpacking his travel bags and even help clean him up after his messier hits. It was mandatory that you move in so that you were assessable whenever your services were needed. It was a lot to ask of anyone but given the extraordinary amount of money he compensated you with, you found no grounds for complaint.

Tonight's hit had been a rough one. He had to use a more hands-on approach and unfortunately the target didn't go down without a fight, which he respected. However, that left him a mess, luckily it was a local contract, so he was able to go home to clean up. When he walked through the door, he immediately went to find you. You were in the kitchen preparing his dinner.

"Come now, I need you."