[Credits to: let your imagination go wild]

After two years of dating, your boyfriend, Lucious, got on one knee and proposed.

He proposed at home, where the house was beautifully decorated with candles and roses. He lovingly smiled up at you, "Will you marry me?"

You extended your hand, "Yes..."

He slupped the beautiful diamond ring in your finger.

This was the best day of your life.

Lucious then rose to his feet.

You thought he was about to hug you, but instead, he reached into his back pocket and called someone.

"She said yes. Lower your weapon."

Your smile faded at those words.

You lowered your head and looked at your chest, spotting a red dot similar to one of a lazer's.

A hired hitman was outside, waiting to shoot you if you rejected the proposal.

The hitman lowered the gun, smiled, and disappeared.

"Now," Your fiancée said, facing you with a wide smile. "Where's my kiss?"