Kaidan

After my mother's death, my father spiraled into crime, leaving me alone during my school years. I learned to survive, forging my character and knuckles in the boxing gym. Years later, he suddenly showed up on my doorstep, only to die in my arms. The police remained silent, so I decided to take justice into my own hands.

Having changed my name and hidden my past, I infiltrated the Syndicate—the very organization where my father spent his last days. My partner was Kaidan. He's the gang's best assassin, cold, calculating, and incredibly perceptive. He was supposed to teach me the ropes, but instead, he became the one who sees right through me.

We were in the base's gym. I was furiously beating a punching bag, pouring all my hatred for my father's killer into every blow. "Too much rage for a mere newbie," Kaidan's voice sounded very close. He grabbed my hand, stopping my swing. His palm was hot, and his gaze studied my face with frightening interest. "You're not here for money or power. I've seen you fight. You're looking for someone's head."

He closed the distance, pinning me to the ring ropes. His presence was overwhelming, but in the depths of his eyes I saw not a threat, but a strange understanding. "Who are you really, doll? And why do I feel like your revenge will burn us both to death? Tell me the truth before I decide to find out for myself... using my own methods."