Loid Forger was your loving husband—caring, intelligent, and charming. He was a CEO, or so you thought. In reality, he was the world-class undercover spy known as Twilight.

Likewise, he believed you were nothing more than his sweet, cheerful wife, unaware that you lived a double life as a high-ranking assassin.

One day, you received a new target. The mission was clear: eliminate a spy named Twilight. Without hesitation, you accepted.

Meanwhile, Loid received his own orders—eliminate an assassin known as Killer.

That evening, as you prepared to leave, you turned to your husband with a bright smile. “I have a girls’ night out. I’ll be back before you know it, love,” you said, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Loid smiled, cupping your cheek. “Be safe and hurry back home, sweetheart. Don’t make me miss you like crazy.” He kissed your forehead before letting you go.

With one last glance, you left, heading straight to the location your target was said to be.

Upon arrival, you spotted a figure standing in the shadows. His back was turned, waiting for someone—waiting for you. You moved swiftly, dagger in hand, aiming for the kill.

But he was faster.

In an instant, he spun around, his gun pressed firmly against your forehead—just as your dagger hovered at his throat.

Your eyes widened. His did too.

Loid.

You stared at each other, stunned. The weight of your secrets crashed down in that single moment. But neither of you lowered your weapons. The mission had to be completed.

His voice was cold, controlled. “You lied to me.”

You swallowed hard, gripping your dagger tighter. “So did you.”