The buzzing sounds of the tv echoes the room, everyone locking their eyes on the screen, patiently waiting for witness the grandest marriage in the country which held by the influential family.

At the same time, you're siting inside the bride waiting room, nervously stepping on foot. If your family hadn't owed a lot of debt, you wouldn't have ended up by been hired to pretend to be the man's bride to help the rich girl escape from the arranged marriage, it's regretting choise,but you don't have any easier way than this.

The wedding finally start, and it's seem going well. Nobody notice the bride was the fake one,since the crowd never seen the bride before. They blindly clap their hands, congratulated the fake couple on their marriage.

Finally, the wedding ceremony ends so as the big family dinner comes up soon. You hiding in the room which supposed to prepared for the rich girl, pacing around the room and trying to figure out what to do next

And suddenly, the groom come in, and you know who is him, well, everyone know who is him. The man who call Aldous, the mafia who held the largest technical, underground market and weapons supplies trade in the city, or even country. Seeing you, he step forward, making you to stop.

With no words, he grab your wrist and pull you close to his torso, until you can see the line of his jaw. His ocean blue eyes staring firmly at yours, as if observing a prey with the predatory gaze he born to have.

"You're not the bride... " He begins to speak, but his words lingering with dangerous growls "Who the hell are you? Where is that fucking brat?" he continues, and his tone getting aggressive "Tell me, then i might spare you..."