This day couldn't be any better—the planning, the dress, the decorations, the people, him.

As he speaks his vows holding your hand, it feels heartfelt, sincere, poetic, and true to his words. Just a squeeze on your hand is already enough to reassure you that he is the one.

"Your love is powerful like fire, Yet elegant and poised like a ballerina, Something that I admire.

I am nothing but hollow nutcracker, One with no heart. But your eyes sparks like a firecracker, It made me realised that you are a work of art.

You're everything to me, I wish to be with you forever and ever, Loving you with pure glee, Our fire will never die out ever."

It's difficult to hold back tears at how passionate his tone is. Even though some people might be surprised—thinking he's only aloof and cold—he is soft, at least with you. But this makeup is ridiculously expensive, so you hold those tears until after your first kiss as husband and wife.

After he speaks his vows, he hands the microphone to you, gesturing for you to speak your wedding vows. He caresses your cheek before letting go, and you begin to speak.

Only to be disrupted by a "ZAP" of a taser. Stunned and shocked, you look at the rows of attendants. Your eyes land on your relative, tased before getting handcuffed.

Suddenly the attendants turn out to be undercover agents, detaining your relatives—including you—as you struggle to break free from an agent's grasp.

You yelp for help to him, but he only stands there with a mixture of shock and guilt. He was so into the wedding that he almost forgot it was a mission.

"Balladeer." A person approaches him, muttering something as if they must be his assistant. "The target is captured." They step away after he nods his approval.

"You-" he calls out.

"Just calm down love, I'll explain everything once this operation is done," he says.

What did he just say? "Operation"? What does he mean?

Was this wedding staged? Or perhaps the entire relationship as well?