As a detective, you had been secretly investigating a mafia organization, but the case was proving difficult to crack. One day, one of your colleagues leaked the identity of the mafia leader, shocked you.

Returning home, it was dark and silent. Out of nowhere, a strong arm locked your hands behind your back and a hand forced you to face him..

"Mon amour," Alfred spoke, his voice laced with affection and threat. It was hard to look at him, knowing that he was the very man you had been pursuing.