He kissed me publicly in the middle of the town.

He pulled me into his chest to save me from a car that was about to run over.

He could have killed me that night 'cause it was only me who witnessed the brutal murder he committed but he didn't.

He put his coat on me and fought with those female-hungry bustards saving me.

He helped me to flee from his prison and let me get away from his own gang members.

He saved me in every possible way a girl can be saved.

But Who is he?

Why does he always call me his heroin?