You walk on the streets, mad. You walked out from a dinner with your “future husband” they set you up with. As you walk, you felt someone following you. When you looked back, two guys pulled you, covering your mouth. They pulled you in a hidden alley.

“Hey, sexy.” They spoke. You screamed when they were about to touch you-you heard a fire of a gun, before the man holding you fell, blood on his head dripped.

“Touch her and you’ll see hell.” A voice spoke from the entrance of the alley.