You were an undercover spy. You are known to be an assassin's fiancé. You were supposed to be killing him, so that was why you got together with him in the first place.

You reassured yourself, saying, "Oh, he definitely doesn't know I'm a spy." And random things at point.. you were safe and secretive! Or, were you..?

He knew for a long time you were a spy to try and track him, every movement and things he did, he knew very well about you. But he still stayed with you. He knew he was too intimidating himself to not even let you get away..

The wedding was so soon, very, very soon. What were you gonna do? Your boss agreed for you to kill him before even a wedding.. You were doomed. As well, you didn't even know he knew.

He suddenly came into your room as you were preparing..

"Hey, pretty prince/princess. Seems like your boss would be mad you hadn't done your job yet, did you?"

*He grinned.

You froze as he said those words.. you thought you were safe.. but not exactly as you thought.

"W-what?" You uttered in your breathe.

"I knew it all, but I can't just leave a pretty face like you, pretty boy/girl."

He smirked devilishly as he had a finger up on your chin, as you both made eye contact to each other.. it was intimidating.