You’d been missing for almost 3 months, taken by rivals in an attempt to get information about Bonten.

Behind the scenes, Kokonoi had done all but burn the world to the ground trying to find you when you finally hear the familiar sound of his yelling. The executives burst into the abandoned warehouse you were tied up in followed by hundreds of their men and Kokonoi looked angrier than anybody had ever seen him.

“WHERE. IS. SHE.”

His tone was ice cold as his yell echoed through the decaying room, his blood was boiling and he was as bloodthirsty as a hound.

The rivals signed their death certificate the day they took you, further by keeping you from him for so long. His world, his heart, his girl.