A/N: -.-' this was done an hour ago... unfortunately I hit a key on my computer and I didn't save it properly so it 're-submitted' the page or something and I lost everything I wrote T-T so frustrating, having to re-type everything!

Well

Hope you enjoy :P

this is just the prologue so... ya.. it's really short x(

Also the rating may have to change to M in a couple of chapters :P

Deadly Sins

"I will pay you over a million yen if you can kill my husband."

The woman in front of me now holds out a large stack of 10,000 yen notes, hands shaking.

Violet eyes watering, she holds my gaze.

I glance around the room. There's a fresh bouquet of flowers in a sparkling vase in the center of a round, crystal clear glass table. White curtains hang around a large window taking up an entire wall, looking out over the garden below and beyond that a lake. Hanging on the walls are pictures in solid black frames. There's a wedding photo, pictures of the married couple at the beach, in Paris, in a helicopter, in a car, even one with their parents I believe.

Everything looks so perfect. Clearly the couple has been happy together. What happened? Why is she asking me to kill her husband?

I look at her again, taking in the details of her features.

White, lacy gloves, a light blue dress, white high heels, a diamond necklace and earrings. A pale face, large violet eyes and dark lashes. Black hair curled, hanging over one shoulder. Small beads of sweat on her forehead. Tense shoulders. Red, raw lips. Dark circles underneath her eyes.

She's experiencing a lot of anxiety.

"When will your husband be home?" I ask, taking the money from her hands and placing it onto the table.

Her hands fall into her lap, and all of the tension from her shoulders is gone. Relief washing over her, she answers quietly, "He will be back tomorrow from his... business trip."

"And how would you like the job to be done?"

She shakes her head, and gives a nervous laugh, "I don't care how you do it. I just want him dead."

Though her tone of voice is angry and filled with blood lust, her hands are clenched into fists and she's blinking back tears.

I remain professional and indifferent, but, I'm still curious. What the hell did Karma Akabane do to have his wife want him assassinated?