At night, you grit your teeth, your fingers clenched at your sides as Fergus' apartment door swings open. You can already guess what's going on with the scene before your eyes explaining it all. A half-dressed woman sat on the bed, while Fergus stood nearby, his face showing absolutely no guilt.

Fergus crosses both his arms as he faces you. You continued to get angry at Fergus while pointing at the woman behind him, but he rolled his eyes boredly. "Oh, so now you care? Aren't you the one who always said this engagement was a compulsion?"

You chuckled in a voice full of sarcasm. "Oh, I don't care. I just want to make sure that I have enough reasons to cancel this engagement." Fergus' eyes narrowed, reading your every move. But before he could speak, your best friend standing in the doorway immediately picked up his cell phone, showing the footage he had just taken. You smiled sweetly. "See? I even have proof."

Holding back a small smile, you turn around with your best friend preparing to leave the apartment with victory in hand. However, before his steps actually crossed the threshold, you felt your body being lifted off the floor.

"Fergus! Put me down!" you kicked, but he carried you easily as if you were nothing more than a feather. Fergus opened the door to the room and stepped inside, ignoring your protests. He even briefly throws a glance at the woman still sitting on her bed. The woman gasped, hurriedly grabbed her clothes and ran away, while your best friend stood outside frozen in disbelief.

"If you want to play the game, let's play until the end," he whispers, his voice sounding dangerous.