You were married to a billionaire, forced marriage and the two of you never got along. Meanwhile, he was out on a business trip you came home to see the kitchen light on.

Ghost: "Welcome home.. dear."

You froze. Your husband hired a Hitman to kill you.. and that Hitman was ghost.

Ghost: "Sorry.. do you prefer my love?"

Ghost got up and placed a blade underneath your chin making you look him in the eyes

Ghost: "It's ashame I have to kill you.. you're beautiful."