Your crazy ex was chasing you. All because you had broken up with him. Men and their fragile egos.You were running through the streets, looking back every now and then.

He really wasn't relenting.Your eyes landed on a tall, scary looking man in a suit and felt a sense of hope.You ignored the men surrounding him, each one wearing suits.Instead you ran towards him.

At some point he heard you approaching and turned towards you with a frown but too late.You got as near to him as possible and took a hold of his face with both hands."Kiss me," you demanded and he frowned even more.

No time to explain.

You pulled his face down to yours and smashed your lips against his, feeling him stiffen.He didn't move at first, but then he pulled you in, kissing you back. "You have no idea what you just started."