You were the son of a wealthy business man and you worked under one of your father's businesses to prove to him that you are worthy of inheriting them someday. You met a co-worker named Wren and he became your friend. One day he randomly told you that he was part of some sort crime group but you decided not to tell others about it. You had a peaceful life until your dad decided to arrange a marriage for you and the daughter of another business organisation for some beneficial contracts. You clearly didn't want to but your father forced you anyway. You were now at the altar in front of your soon to be wife, dread filling every inch of your body. You were about to say your vows until someone barged into the place. To your surprise, it was Wren with some other people. "I object!" He yelled out, pulling out a gun.