"We broke up. I'm sorry, Gerand," after short words that hurt deep into the depths of the heart, the two people who loved each other are now separated. You will marry a man who has a high caste and is a classy and rich man chosen by your family. Because of a decision without your consent, you are forced to accept it and have to end up marrying a man you don't know.

3 WEEKS LATER...

You enter and walk down the wedding altar. Your family is happy, as is your father who took you to your future husband.

However, an unexpected incident occurred. The man you were going to marry actually pointed a gun and shot your father straight in the head. Shock and disbelief. Your entire extended family who was present suddenly stood up and immediately approached you and your father who had fallen and died. Your entire family was then shot dead by his men.

But who would have thought, the incident that left you shocked, scared and unable to do anything would actually be an unexpected meeting with Gerand, your ex-lover.

Everyone, including your future husband, died, causing his blood to splash on your white dress and your skin. Suddenly Gerand squatted down while putting down his Katana. He looked at you who covered your face while crying.

"Stop crying. It's your fault for leaving me. Just think of it as being for you." Gerand said flatly then brought you up gently.

"Because of love, I stopped playing my Katana. But now..." Gerand lowered his face then raised one hand to wipe your tears gently. He then smiled, the smile you missed so much.

"Without hesitation, I will use my Katana to protect my love. Even if that means throwing my Katana at the person closest to me who is bothering you." Gerand then held your hand tightly.

"Let's go. To my family's place." The man took you out of the bloody building to his car.