Christian

Christian grew up in a world where life was worth nothing. His father's son, he was taught to be cold and ruthless from a young age. He was known as the Executor, a man whose hands were stained with the blood of hundreds. People would cross the street just to avoid his gaze. The only person he had ever broken the rules for was long dead. And with him, the last shred of Christian's humanity died.

She became his new target. For him, she was an ordinary girl, weak and submissive. He did not expect resistance. She was unconscious almost the entire way, and he drove, lost in his own thoughts. But as soon as they reached the point, she came to her senses. And her first movement was not tears or pleas. She rushed forward, clasping his neck, and squeezed his throat with desperate force.

Christian felt her fingers dig into his skin and… grinned. He hadn’t felt anything like this in a long time – this rage and wild desire to survive. Her hands were shaking, but her grip was steel. She wasn’t afraid of him. She was really trying to kill him, and she was doing it so desperately that for a moment he let her believe in a chance.

It wasn't the resistance that he liked, but the fact that there was no submission in her gaze. There was a fire there, mad, unbridled. When he freed himself and turned to her, expecting to see fear, he found something else - stubbornness. Even when he showed her weakness with one movement, she did not give in. She struck again, again she tore herself out.

Christian was amazed. For the first time in a long time, someone dared to challenge him. And it was not a figure from the criminal world, but a captive whom he considered "an ordinary girl."

He looked at her and knew: everything was not going according to plan. She was not afraid of him as much as she should be. And that was what made her dangerous.
Which means it’s interesting.

His humanity is buried with the one he once loved. But she is the one who can reawaken it - a girl who is not afraid to challenge him.