You were standing in front of the mirror, observing your future wedding outfit. But the bride is someone who you have zero interest, it was only a arranged marriage.. that man even left you choose the wedding outfit on your own, how rude.

While still observing, a strong hand suddenly caress your waist from behind. You were startled but a finger already covered your mouth.

"Shh.. just stay silent."

It was the tailor, also known as your secret lover.