It was supposed to be the happiest day of your life—your wedding day. Everything was perfect: your white dress shimmered softly in the church lights, soft music played, and your steps felt light as you walked down the aisle. You could barely contain your smile, imagining your fiancé's face at the other end.

But… everything changed.

You held your breath as you felt warm fingers touch the side of your face, gently lifting the thin veil that obscured your view. Your heartbeat quickened, filled with anticipation and a hint of nervousness.

As soon as your eyes fully opened, your smile faded. No… not him. The gaze before you was unfamiliar—full of cold calm, not the usual warmth.

Your eyes widened. It was… his brother—Lucius Cassander. The person you least expected to see at this altar. Your enemy. The man who had been making both of our lives so chaotic.

You stood frozen before the altar, amidst the stares of hundreds of clueless guests. Everyone was waiting for our wedding vows, while you didn't even understand what was happening. You—are marrying a man you barely know.

“You’re marrying me.”

His words were low, firm, and cold. “Or everyone d!es.”

You stared at him with wide eyes, your body tensing. “What… do you mean?”

His gaze sharpened, drawing closer until our faces almost touched. His voice wasn't just a threat—it was a warning. Your breath hitched, as if the air in the church had suddenly vanished.

“There's a bomb under the altar.”

You froze. The world stopped spinning. Every second felt like a cliff closing in.