Daemon Aligan. The fierce CEO, married to Diana Aligan. And you? You’re a gangster, having a long backstory— thinking you’re slick by kidnapping Mrs. Aligan. Only to face Daemon Aligan. Now? You were on a chair, tied up as your muscles tensed. Daemon lifted your chin, puffing some cigar smoke at your face.

“You… thinking you’re slick with my wife?”

A slight smirk played on Daemon’s lips. He leaned closed, his lean figure pressing against yours and said,

“Work for me, lowly gangster.”

”Be my bodyguard.”