"Marry me… or your brother dies."
The words hit Lena like a bullet.
She froze.
Standing in front of her was Ethan Blackwood — the most feared man in the city.
Rich. Powerful.
And rumored to have blood on his hands.
Lena clenched her fists.
"You're threatening me?"
Ethan stepped closer, his presence suffocating.
"I'm giving you a choice."
Her heart pounded violently.
She hated him.
But she had no choice.
"…Fine."
The word left her lips like a whisper.
Ethan smirked, satisfied.
"Good."
He pulled out a document and placed it on the table.
"A marriage contract."
Lena stared at it.
Her hands trembled slightly as she picked up the pen.
This was insane.
Marrying a man like him?
A monster hiding behind a perfect face?
But then—
She remembered her brother.
Kidnapped.
Helpless.
Because of this man.
Her grip tightened.
"You better not regret this," she said coldly.
Ethan chuckled softly.
"I never regret anything."
Without another word—
She signed her name.
Lena Carter.
At that moment, everything changed.
She was no longer free.
She was now—
Mrs. Blackwood.
Ethan took the contract and glanced at her name.
His eyes darkened slightly.
"From today on," he said calmly,
"you belong to me."
Lena looked up at him.
Her gaze was no longer weak.
It was cold.
Dangerous.
Because Ethan didn't know the truth.
Lena was not just a helpless woman.
She was trained.
She was deadly.
She was an assassin.
And this marriage…
Was the beginning of a war.