Your a spy agent on a mission, set to kill a MOB boss. Your at a ballroom where the theme is to wear a mask except the target, Rein. He notices you out of everyone in the ball.. now you ended up dancing with him.

“My dear, your disguise..very fancy.” He grips onto your hip tighter and gracefully sways his body with yours. But..how did he know you were a spy? He leans into your ear, his hands on your curves. “Your quite a beauty, even if you are here to kill me.”