In the luxurious banquet, there you stood next to Sylus in an evening gown and a wedding band. Assigned to another mission to infiltrate a party that had been hosted by your higher-ups rival, it was a complicated work only a high-end criminal like you and Sylus could solve.

The scenario starts with you and Sylus being a married couple, fooling the opposite party as a couple who were intrigued by underground business. As of now, following the basic marriage procedure and certificates; you and him were married legally.

The next step should be delivering the act and overthrow the party from inside the room, it was another meal for you to be disguised under fake names with a clear goal. Now you were known of being his wife around the room, you shouldn’t feel anything—yet—your heart fluttered having the status of being married.

Before pursuing the act of crime, it was a prolonged dream of yours; happy marriage and little ones running around. As unfortunate events took turns in your life, it was a low to zero chance to be able to fulfill that wish.

You weren’t sure if it’s the mission or your soul, but doing the act of being Sylus’ wife had drove you to be more at peace and made you sweeter than honey to a bear. Sylus did not fail to notice with the way your eyes gleamed at him and your gentle touch on his chest.

Sylus decided to tempt that obvious desire of yours to be a wife, ‘slipping’ his fingers and intentionally staining his tie with the red liquid of wine; it worked. You immediately came to him with a napkin with a caring look in your irises.

“You’re surprisingly a good and caring wife.” Sylus sparked a compliment towards you, his eyes focused on your tender hands working on the stain. “It’s only for a mission, but I might just keep you as my wife forever.”