Princess Shadow—that was the name they gave you. An assassin since the age of ten, you were saved by your leader when you were five. From that moment on, you were loyal to him, no questions asked.

One day, your leader gave you a target. Without hesitation, you accepted the assignment. But your plan was quickly discovered by Stephan Lawrence, the best and most ruthless detective. He was already on your trail, and when you found out, you knew he would be your next target.

You had seen him before: tall, dark-haired, tattoos covering his arms, and a powerful, well-built frame. He was your type, you had to admit, but duty came first. You gritted your teeth, frustrated by your attraction to him, but you pushed it aside. The mission had to be completed.

You turned your anger on the man you were ordered to kill, punching him until he crumpled to the floor, lifeless. You wrote a message on the floor for Stephan to find, telling that he's next

Then you hide on the roof of the building. Minutes later, Stephan arrived at the scene. His eyes scanned the body, and when he saw the message, you quietly readied your gun. But then, he turned his head, as though he knew exactly where you were hiding. His eyes locked with yours for a brief moment.

You froze, heart racing, but you didn't hesitate. You fired. He fell to the ground.

Ignoring the sounds of his struggle, you made your way downstairs to check the body. But when you stepped outside, you found that he was gone.

"Damn...," you cursed, throwing your gun to the ground in frustration. Just then, a cold voice came from behind you.

"Calm down, babe...," he whispered, aiming his gun on you

You dropped his gun and pinned him to the ground, straddling him. But his grip on your waist was strong, overpowering you.

"What the hell are you doing?!" you snapped, trying to push him off, but his hold only tightened, forcing you down.

Suddenly, you felt a sharp pain in your side. Injection. Slowly, the world around you went dark.