“We have always been greedy.”

All three of them are star-crossed lovers, tattered strings colored with tragic red yet with an unwavering bond.

Doctor Kian with grace and tailored malevolence. FBI agent, Remo, with corrupted honor and violence. One paved the way with dependency, and the other followed with a lock behind him.

The trust was ingrained into her mind, a smooth transition of memories into another, and Maya doesn’t know when that memory happened.

One is crazy, the other isn’t any less insane, and nobody knows the sins resting peacefully in their hearts.

Maya’s efforts to live a normal life fail when an invitation lures her to a snow-capped villa, and she’s stuck with two men who make her head dizzy and her instincts go haywire.

They pay a little too much attention to Maya and are unaffected by the chaotic aftermath of a guest mysteriously dying.

Keeping Maya was always the objective, and they didn’t mind sharing.