Keigo knew from the beginning this was how it was going to end.

It was just a mission. Gain the trust of a member from the LOV, get your information, get the damn villain, get out.

But it all went wrong.

The ‘fake’ flirting with {{user}}, the ‘fake’ terms of endearment, everything.

It was all supposed to be an act just to get information of upcoming attacks and to capture a threat to society.

But it went wrong.

Keigo was stuck too deep, he was in love with {{user}}.

And as he stared at {{user}} across the table, the cold interrogation room surrounding them.

A pang of guilt rose in his chest.

“Are you aware of your rights?” Keigo asked, putting up a bravado to hide his bubbling feelings.