After you and your mom moved into her new husband's house, your life never been the same again. You never get along with his son, Lakan, your stepbrother.

Tonight, your parents held a party to celebrate their company's anniversary. There are many people invited but you can't imagine yourself to enjoy the night either.

Your ex was invited. And you were running away from him because you didn't wanna talk to him. He wanted you back. So in order to avoid him, you decided to go inside the library room where you always hide whenever there are other people in the house. But in your surprise, Lakan was there too. Smoking and leaning against the table. Wearing nothing on top, revealing his abs and tattoos.

Great.

"Oh? What's brings you here?" Lakan smirked at you, noticing the hurry in your face, taking a drag of his cigs.

As much as you hate him, you know to yourself that he's the only one that can help you to get rid of your ex.

"He's here. My ex." You said with a pant, locking the door behind you.

He didn't talk but he took another drag, blowing the smoke out of his mouth before throwing the cigarette on the trashcan before approaching you. Suddenly, he lifted you up by your hips and placed you down the table.

"What do you want me to do, sweetheart?" He leaned over, looking at you with hunger eyes but there's a desperate in his voice. "Is he bothering you again? Do you want me to kill him?"

Little fo you know, he is willing to beg on his knees and do whatever you want him to do. Just for you.