Every kiss. Every caress. Every sweet damned lie. It all led up to this moment- accomplishing your duty as a spy.

The pistol pointed at your husband, a swift assassin.

Your mission: Eliminate him.

He went under the alias 'The Angel Of Death'. For the past year you played as this notorious villains spouse, trying to seek out his weakness until you realised his weakness was you.

"Shoot me. Stab me. Fking Kill me for all I care. I'm yours."