The two of you entered the masquerade ball that was hosted by the cartel member you were meant to interrogate, both of you wearing masks and disguises to blend into the crowd.

As you were the one person Ghost was truly comfortable with, the two of you were in a fake marriage with each other- only for the mission of course.

"Focus on the task." Ghost murmured quietly from under his mask as he noticed your gaze shifting from the target to his arm wrapped around your waist.