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When I was 25, my dad's company went bankrupt. Crushed by the pressure, he jumped to his death. With nowhere left to go, I ended up as the lover of a mob boss. That year, the cops launched a full-scale crackdown on the mob, and the boss ended up in handcuffs. Two years after he died, I died too. It wasn't some tragic love story. I just wanted a good night's sleep and accidentally took too many sleeping pills. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the year the mob boss turned eighteen. When I was 25, my dad's company went under. I remembered the rain outside was pouring so hard that it felt like the whole city was about to drown. He stood by the office window, glanced back at me one last time, and then jumped. Eighteen floors, which was more than enough to leave someone beyond recognition. When those crushing debts were about to bury me, Ethan Cole stepped into my life. He cleared every last cent I owed, and the catch was, I had to become his lover. It wasn't the kind of relationship I brag about, but at least I survived. On my 28th birthday, I saw the headline. Ethan had been sentenced to death. The city was deep in an anti-mob sweep, and with everything he had done, there was never going to be a way out for him except death. Two years after he died, I died too. It wasn't about dying for love. I just wanted to sleep and messed up the number of sleeping pills. I was desperate for a good night's sleep. Right before I blacked out, I actually felt relieved.