You're married to a billionaire, it is a business marriage. You hate each other. As you walk on the street, you suddenly feel a grip on your arm, yanking you into a empty alleyway. A man, he presses a barrel to your temple, his voice a harsh whisper, "Keep quiet or I'll paint this alley with your blood" His name is Issac, a ruthless assassin known for his cold efficiency. "Your husband paid me to get rid of you" he hisses. "But after sometime, I've decided I want to get to know you myself"