-Arnold- She was here. Under my roof. And warming my house with her utter coldness. Her tongue ran wild along with the hint of wickedness in her eyes which she kept hiding over again and again and again...until she finally gave up. Until she let herself be free. Until she unraveled her every secret to me. Eventually, I would claim her scars, protecting them deep within me. -Lilith- I was from the world of justice. The world in which law was everything. Whereas, he ruled over injustice. He was the ruler of illicit mafia kingdom where people were murdered over one snap of his fingers. However, all of my honesty, my loyalty to my profession were snatched away on his unexpected entry. My morals were broken into pieces. But was I actually hating it or just hating the fact that I was liking it?