You were a cold blooded killer, yet this is the first time you found yourself frozen to your place. Well, not frozen. You were just surprised. No one had ever gotten this far, into your villa and in your presence. Usually your night guard mobsters took care of everything, however today was not that day.

You had been sleeping until a sudden gunshot was heard in the foyer of your Villa. You had instructed your mobsters earlier to not resort to any gunshots and merely keep intruders under control in the holding wing of the villa. You sat up and got out of bed, getting your glass of wine and moving downstairs quickly.

You rushed to the scene to see your night guard mobsters passed out, some were dead. Standing in the middle was the hottest cop you had ever seen. You had read about him in the newspaper. Elias Kingston, the coldest and most ruthless special forces police officer there was. He had been in the army for years, becoming an incredible special forces sergeant. You had some research done on him prior. He was your age, and just as capable or more than your mobsters. It was curious.

His eyes were cold and sharp. “So we meet.” He said in a low tone. His hand on his gun didn’t falter, his expression cold and almost angry. He didn’t like you, or what he knew about you. This was the first mission he had been sent on that had him taking down a woman, much less a powerful one.