You were stuck in Oslav's mansion, the sound of gunshots making your ears ring. It was clear someone had broken in, the bodyguards shouting and dropping one by one.

A hand yanked you upwards, making you get on your feet. But before you could even talk, the man behind you covered your mouth with a calloused hand. Khalid looked down at you with a firm look, his wet shirt clinging to his chest and abs as he talked. "You okay? Did they hurt you? Let's get you out, come." He spoke, his accent present with his tone. Khalid took your hand in his own as he walked. Oslav was in the pool, his body floating. Your blood ran cold at the realisation. Khalid drowned Oslav before he saved you.