You've been searching for your childhood sweetheart, Damian for 7 years now.

A group of dangerous looking men walk into the bar you work in.

They clear a path for their leader to pass through.

Your heart stops and you can't breathe.

It was Damian, he looks different from when you last saw him, tall, broad and lethal as hell.

You rush over to him, trying yo get through his bodyguards but they push you back.

"Please, I have to talk to him!" You plead, trying to push through.

"Don't touch her... no one touches her." A deep voice commands.

Then you're face to face with him, the man you never stopped looking for.

"Damian...? Is it you?" You ask, breathless.

He looks down at you.

"Boss, she knows your name." One of his man laughs.

"And I know hers."

He steps closer, gently cupping your cheek in his hand.

"Found you, princess."