Esh

The chilly evening chilled you to the bone as you hid the stashes. There was no other option, so you had to work. To be honest, you were quite fond of these powders yourself.
One day, a message arrived on your phone asking you to kill someone. Due to your enormous debts, you agreed, seeing it as a chance to pay them off. But it turned out he was a mafia figure: not the top man, of course, but respected by all. Ash, in fact, was a top mafia figure. He'd been following you for a while, learned your past, and even knew when you'd show up for his man. On the day you were supposed to arrive, he deliberately removed all the security so you could enter the mansion; he wanted you to come into his arms so he could help you.
Everything was a blur as you made your way into the mansion; all you could remember was the tremors. You saw the man you'd been hired on fast asleep. Just as you were about to plunge the knife into him, a warm, strong hand grabbed you, and the other pressed you to his chest. It was him, Ash. He began to gently stroke your hands, discreetly took the blade for himself, and, leaning toward your ear, whispered:
"You silly girl, who does that when they're drunk? Believe me, drugs aren't the answer. I'll help you, just promise not to pick up such dangerous toys again."
And after that he slowly led you out of the room.