Target: CEO Moshi Corporation - Shen Moshi

Agent: Lina Dai

Undercover identity: Lina Mito

Mission: Investigate Moshi Corporations underground dealings with the Lim clan.

Possible threat: Lim clan may be smuggling weapons through Moshi Corp. to Country A leading to instability in the balance of power in the East. Country A may start a war with Country J with access to Lim clan's arms dealings.

'Moshi Corporation.....this should be interesting. Getting involved with Shen Moshi can't be simple, I'm going to have to play this clever.' Lina thought to herself as she scanned the profile.

Shen Moshi seemed to have fought intensely to get to the top. Even though Moshi Corp. was one of the leading businesses in country J, the family was messy. The youngest of three ruthless brothers, Shen Moshi struggled for control at a very young age, having now successfully secured his role as CEO.

"Tachi, I'm going to have to go with sweet, innocent and helpless. I need to provoke his sense of chivalry to protect a weak woman. For a man that ruthless and aggressive, that will be our approach. It will take time, but I'm giving myself three months before I'll have him eating out of my hand." Lina declared to her sneering handler sitting with his legs on the coffee table in front of her. "He's going to be as easy as the others."

"So you're going to go all moe, covered in bunny rabbits and fluff to this devil? He's murdered family, you know?" Tachi scoffed back at her.

"I know the type, Tachi. They think they're all that, at the top of the food pyramid, the almighty. It's men like him, who fall for women who worship them for their strength - wide-eyed and eager to please. I just need to catch his eye. And when has that ever been an issue for me, hmm?" Lina looked at her partner and raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow.

"I'm going to enjoy you acting cute and helpless" Tachi let out a humourless laugh "It's the joke of the century."

"Yes, well, I'm going to need a makeover." Lina rolled her eyes as she left the meeting room at the agency.

An agency that only a select, elite percentage of the world's population knew about.

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~6 months later~

"Call me once you reach work." Lina smiled, as she hung up the phone. Her heart was racing, as she surveyed the busy street ahead of her. She had to make sure no one knew -- that no one was following her. As she was looking around, she received a text notification on a burner phone.

*"Agent Dai - you have not checked in with us in two weeks now. If you fail to respond within the next 24 hours, you will face the consequences."*

She looked down at the burner, took a deep breath, dropped the phone and crushed it under her heel.

A shadow watched her from above, perched at an open window in the high rise building opposite. A voice in his ear whispered a command.

"You have the green light on Agent Dai's termination. Do it now"

As Lina set foot on the street to cross, her world went black as she felt a searing, hot pain in her chest, and then she was catapulted across by a massive force ramming into the side of her body.

It was hard to tell what hit her first, the truck or the bullet.

Her broken phone, she had just hung up the call on, lay beside her. The shattered screen lit up as she received a text.

*"Be safe, my love."*

The brightness in the room was unbearable as Lina cracked open her eyes slowly. She had a thundering headache and her body felt weak. It looked liked the sun had long risen and the curtains in the room were drawn wide open.

She stared at the white ceiling, it was bare and plain. The bed felt soft, but she was hardly comfortable. One side of her body felt paralysed in a dull ache and it was hard to breathe, like something was stifling her chest. As she came to her senses, she could hear soft, gentle breathing on her side.

'There's someone here!'

she tried to turn, but was finding it hard to move. The person smelled lightly of spice and musk, and she could feel her hand enveloped in a big, warm one. She slowly turned her face towards the sleeping person.

'It's a man! Oh my god, what happened?! And why does my body hurt?'

She panicked quietly, trying not to wake the stranger up. As she tried to control her breathing, she felt a stabbing pain in the left side of her chest. As she peered at her body, she saw she was dressed in a loose white gown, with several healing bruises. She felt wrecked.

She looked over again at the man sleeping beside her. She felt a strange sense of calm as she observed his face. He looked slightly dishevelled, dark bags under his eyes and a messy, crumpled shirt gave away the stress and anxiety he seemed to have experienced for a while. His stubble seemed to be growing out, and his skin was pale. Yet, his expression was gentle. His dark hair fell over his angular, chiseled face and his light pink lips were set in a thin line.

'What am I thinking!' Lina snapped back 'I need to get out of here. How did I get here, I need to go home.'

'Wait, where is home. Who the hell am I?' Lina began to panic again, as she tried to tug her hand away from the man's grasp.

Sensing movement, his eyes quickly snapped wide open. Lina was taken aback. Suddenly, this gentle face came alive, and his dark brown eyes bore their gaze straight into her, terrified and first and then slowly filled with emotion.

"Lina..." he choked, "you're awake..." as he began to tear up, Lina's heart started to ache. He looked like someone gave him his life back, and she didn't even know who he was!

"Uh...yes...hello..." she said as she looked at him awkwardly, not knowing how to react.

"Hello?" he repeated, confused. And then he smiled warmly, "How are you, my beautiful angel? How do you feel?" His voice was full of adoration and concern.

He fussed over her, cupping her face and trying to kiss her head. He still held on to her hand, unwilling to let it go, but careful not to hold too tight in case he hurt her sore body.

She pushed away a little, and noted a flash of confusion in his eyes.

'His beautiful angel? What in the world?!' she thought to herself. 'What exactly is our relationship?'

"My body hurts...but I think I'm okay. What happened?" Lina asked the man slowly.

A relieved laugh escaped his throat, as Lina thought it was the most charming sound she'd ever heard. She quickly snapped out of it.

"You were attacked! Twice! At the same time! You were shot in the chest and hit by truck, at almost the same second. You are so lucky to be alive. I don't know what I would have done without you." He began to tear up again as he ranted, disbelieving of the fact that she was talking and moving and alive again.

"When did this happen?" Lina asked quickly as she began panicking again.

"You've been in a coma for three months, love." he said quietly. He leaned forward to kiss her as his hand moved up to touch her cheek. But Lina instinctively turned away and edged backward. A flash of hurt and confusion appeared in the man's eyes, and Lina felt a pain in her heart again when she looked at his upset face.

"Lina...what's wrong. Did I hurt you? I've just missed you, and you're finally okay and alive. You finally came back to me" the man said to her earnestly, gazing at her like he was about to break.

"Who...who are you?" she asked quietly as she looked down, a sense of guilt flooding her as if she should've known. Clearly they had a connection and it was obviously romantic. But Lina just couldn't remember. She just felt blank and confused.

The man's lower lip began to tremble very slightly as his hands got warm. He looked away like he had been struck and wouldn't recover from the blow. He took a deep breath, looked back at her and forced a smile.

"Sweetheart, it's me - Shen. Your husband!"

What?!" Lina cried out. "My husband? I'm sure I have never seen you before! We're married?!"

"Yes sweetheart, we got married eight months ago! What do you remember?" he asked her expectantly.

"Um, I don't remember..." she started to say, but she felt a lump in her throat as big, fat tears began to roll down her cheeks. She didn't remember a thing. She didn't know her name was Lina until he called her by it, nor did she know what she looked liked. She began touching her face and feeling her hair to try recall.

Shen's heart broke as he saw his once confident and strong wife fall apart in front of his eyes. By the way she was acting, he could tell the amnesia was severe. Even though the doctors said she might be safe from memory loss, he knew there was a chance she'd forget parts of her life, but seeing her lost and helpless and scared, his heart hurt just as much as when he saw her for the first time lying in the hospital bed all alone, broken with tubes stuck everywhere covered in white bandages in the intensive care unit after the emergency surgery. The attacks were deliberate and planned - the truck ramming into her, as well. He had sent his men on multiple missions to follow every lead to get to the bottom of this but there were too many theories and dead ends.

In his head, she was targeted because of him. Because people were after him. After all, he was the CEO of Shen Corporation, one of the most powerful conglomerates in the world. He basically controlled the economies of various small countries, ruled over massive public institutions and commanded the politics of his home country J.

He reached out to her to stroke her head, as she cried even harder from the sheer exhaustion and shock at having lost her memory. And feeling helpless, like she was drowning.

"Shh...sweetheart, here let me take you to the bathroom. You can look into the mirror and see just how beautiful you are." he whispered to her, keeping a slight physical distance, so he wouldn't overwhelm her. No matter how close they used to be, she still saw him as a stranger now.

Lina was hesitant as she nodded, she didn't know what to expect. She felt like she was going to meet herself for the first time, and was terrified of not liking what she saw. Shen carefully and gently supported her as she got to her feet, but the weakness attacked her again. She stumbled almost violently, but he caught her and enveloped her thin frame into his strong chest. She was surprised at how muscular this kind, dishevelled angelic man was. She found herself strongly attracted to his body and his scent.

"Sweetheart, just sit up on the bed. No need to get up until you've regained strength. I will bring you a mirror ok?" he said and he smiled at her. Lina nodded at him absently, still in shock. He helped her sit up, made her as comfortable as he could by tucking pillows around her and wrapping her up in the soft blanket.

As he walked back towards her with a pretty white hand mirror, she inhaled deeply trying to calm herself down. She was going to see a stranger in the mirror, and she didn't feel prepared. Her face felt sore, even after three months after the attacks. She hadn't fully recovered. As she she slowly closed and opened her eyes, she lifted the mirror to her face. She almost gasped, because the woman she saw looking back at her was so familiar.

She slowly smiled a little. Her skin was pale and sallow, but her features were small and delicate, despite her high and defined bone structure. Her full lips were dry and still recovering from the cuts, but were still pink and luscious. For some reason, looking at herself in the mirror felt peaceful, like looking into a past life too far away to be clear, but close enough to feel warm and familiar. She remembered a face that looked like the one she was looking at, it was older and slightly different and had the kindest smile on it. The face she remembered had dark hair that was in a loose bun and saying something to her, but she couldn't tell what.

"Lina...Lina...where have you wandered off to!" Shen smiled at her. She realised she'd drifted off into a dream.

Her own hair was long, halfway down to her back and a soft brown to match her eyes. It was soft and wispy and curled into pretty waves at the bottom. Shen stroked her head. He hadn't left Lina's bedside once during the last three months. He single-handedly and flawlessly ran all the operations on the business and investigative front from that very room. And still he sponge bathed Lina's body, changed her clothes and brushed her hair every single day by himself. His men and the higher ups and Moshi Corp couldn't help but feel for their big boss. He had never been a soft man, but this woman had brought him to his knees.

He'd spilled blood and ruled with an iron fist to get where he was today, but the madam was his haven and the only place he'd let his guard down. She was the demon king's greatest treasure.

In fact, he was an uncontrollable monster at the slightest provocation. His temper knew no bounds and his cruelty was a thing of legends. But Lina would have never believed it if she looked at the sweet, emotional man sitting by her bedside.