Kevin

(you are a girl)

You were once mafia. Kevin, your best hitman, with hair as white as snow and eyes as red as fresh blood, suddenly became too independent. He was caught without a fight—he came on his own.

You decided to remove the beacon chip you thought was inside him. The operation in the cold basement lasted for hours. But they found nothing but flesh and blood. Only a monstrous scar from his groin to his neck.

He woke up without even getting up from the table. His pale skin shimmered in the semi-darkness. His red eyes flashed lightning in your direction.

"Are you idiots?! "His hoarse voice rose to a scream. " Could you do this more carefully?! What the fuck is going on all over my body?!... "*

• He sat up, ignoring the pain, and for the first time, his gaze, always cold, showed furious, living pain. He looked at you, his former boss, with a silent question and an offense you didn't expect from him.

"your actions?"