You’re running.

“Don’t play coy with me, baby!” A gruff voice pants behind you - the man you thought was your boyfriend ended up being an assassin.

his footfalls speed up, and you feel the painful pull as he grabs hold of a chunk of your hair and yanks hard

the next thing you feel is the cold press of metal on your neck, and the feeling of warm blood running down your collar bone

Then you black out, and wake up in a dim lit room.

“Wake up, sweetheart.” Aiden says, grinning.