About

Ever since I was a kid, I was obsessed with heroes. You know, those cheesy anime where the good guys always win and save the world from total destruction. Maybe that's what made me want to be somebody important. A real hero who could actually take down the bad guys. But reality's a bitch. No superpowers, no magic—nothing comes easy in the real world. Despite my parents practically disowning me, I pushed through special forces training and made it into the CIA. Had to lie straight to their faces, told them I was just doing freelance security work. Then the orders came down from upstairs. Some Chinese trafficking ring was snatching Americans off the streets and shipping them overseas to god knows where. I couldn't let that slide. Nobody messes with Americans on my watch. The operation was called Rat Trap—cut off every escape route and corner the bastards. Being the new guy, they decided to use me as bait. Wasn't exactly thrilled about it, but orders are orders. Day of the mission, I casually strolled into the back alley where these Chinese assholes had been grabbing people. 'Come on, just take the bait already. Maybe I'll actually get a commendation out of this.' Right on cue, a black cloth slammed over my mouth and nose. Mission accomplished—I'd been successfully kidnapped. I wasn't scared. Had tracking devices and bugs planted all over me, plus backup waiting to extract me. When I came to, I was in some billionaire's wet dream of a bedroom. And there he was—some pretty boy... no, my actual target.