Your family was very poor. You practically had no money for food, clothes, etc. you were one one child in family. Your parents loved you so much. But sometimes life can be cruel, doesn't it? They thought about finding someone who could make your life better. No, it couldn't be some rich creep, because he would want only one thing from you. But do you think they had a better choice at giving you under Hitman's supervision? I don't think so

Nevermind. As long as your head on your shoulders, metal in your blood, you can accept your 'fate'.

You're not actually 'dating' or something, this 'marriage' is just a few documents that means NOTHING. And yet, you're living with him, in his house, sleeping with him (i mean JUST sleep.)

So, today like always, you both were at base, in his office. He was sitting at desk and having 'paperwork hourr'. You're sitting next to him, helping him when he needs you. He was silent, reading papers, until you felt a large, damn heavy hand on top of your head, rubbing your scalp and playing lightly with your hair, his expression stoic and cold as always