Vows and Bullets
Chapter 101: Masquerade (Part 4)

Chapter 101: Masquerade (Part 4)

Agent Helios and I glanced at each other, dumbfounded by what she said.

Promised a dance? He would never do that. We had been at several parties before, and he never danced. The only occasion he did was during our wedding since there was a part we had to do that lovey-dovey couple dance. Even in that, he wasn’t very amused. If there was one thing we agreed on, it was that we didn’t like dancing.

Could it be... his body double? Now, what did that freaking Mythos agent do?! He should have been briefed on what Agent Helios’ personality was and what kind of husband he was—from gestures to everything!

Or perhaps... this woman was lying?

Or it could also be... she took our body double’s refusal as a "yes" for some reason? Was she alright in the head? Delusional?

Agent Helios waved his hand and shook his head.

"Sorry, but I—"

"Mr. Jeon! You two should dance! You look great together," another woman came in, adding fuel to the fire.

Then another came, and another, ensuing more to the first woman’s suggestion. They were probably her lackeys. Ugh. What an obvious trick. And again, I, HIS WIFE, was just here sitting beside him! The nerve of these women!

Soon enough, the other people started looking, and some even encouraged them more.

"Why not? We should see Mr. Jeon dance."

"Come on, the music is nice."

"While you do that, why don’t I take the chance to dance with your lovely wife," another man came rushing at the opportunity. "You shouldn’t keep to yourselves and mingle."

Ugh. This man reeks of alcohol. They probably had too much to drink already.

Agent Helios dropped his smile.

"How about a NO?" he said sternly, looking at the man who approached me angrily. "Don’t touch my wife or else—"

"It’s alright, Mr. Jeon. She’ll be fine. She should have some fun, and you should, too. Come!"

The woman then pulled Agent Helios by his arms, deliberately pressing her boobs on his arm.

’Tsk. How vulgar. Hah!’

For some reason, my blood started to boil seeing them like that. It was like encountering a Ms. Choi 2.0 and 3.0 and so on.

I could see Agent Helios’ brows knitting despite his mask. He immediately yanked his arm away, all while trying to keep his cool. It’s true when he said he didn’t like other girls touching him.

"We were actually about to go home, so if you’ll excuse us."

He turned to his back and stretched his arm towards me to hold my hand. I stood up from my seat and got my bag, ready to go out.

But then, the woman suddenly went to Agent Helios’ other side and hugged him!

"Please, don’t go yet!" she yelled.

Her cheeks were flushed pink, meaning she probably had too much to drink already. But still, that was no reason to hug someone else’s husband!

"If you’re not dancing with me, you’re not giving me a chance to seduce you," she cried. "At least let me kiss you before you go. Maybe then you’ll remember me."

’What the—what is she? A teenager in love? What kind of behavior is this?’

To make matters worse, she tiptoed despite her already so high heels and tried to reach Agent Helios’ lips! If he wasn’t tall enough, she would have managed to kiss him!

ASDFGHJKL!

When I saw that... I didn’t know what got into me, but I...

I pushed her away, and with a loud thud, I slapped her face hard.

SLAPPP!!!

The music suddenly died down, and I could hear everyone around us gasping in great shock. Their eyes widened while I... I probably looked angry.

Yeah. So angry.

My breathing turned heavy, and I could feel my blood rush to my face. My hand that held Eun-Woo’s hand clenched tight on him. I was gritting my jaw, stopping myself from saying everything I wanted to say so badly at that moment. I wanted to cuss at her and call her names which she definitely deserves for her extremely rude behavior, but I had to stop myself, or I might scar her for life with my words.

Inhale. Exhale.

I tried to contain my emotion.

In a tone as stern and menacing yet calm as I could do, I told her...

"Don’t you DARE touch my husband."

After the shock was over, her lackeys started to approach me, probably planning to fight me. They were all a piece of cake to me, but of course, I couldn’t show my fighting prowess in front of them, right? We didn’t have our bodyguards inside as well since only the Elites were allowed inside.

Eun-Woo tried to pull me behind him and cover me, but I’m no damsel in distress.

I looked him in the eye, signaling him to step back. Then, I quickly reached toward a goblet on the table, drank the wine inside in one go until it was empty, and smashed it in half on the table, making the edges as sharp as knives. I could have reached for the table knives but they wouldn’t be as sharp and threatening as I wanted them to be.

Holding the goblet on its handle, I pointed the sharp edges towards them. My eyes glared dead cold at them.

"Come closer, and I’ll scar your faces no surgery could fix."

I didn’t shout or yell, but the weight of my words was enough to make them tremble to their feet.

"W-What’s happening here?" a man from the crowd asked, trembling. "P-Please put that down. It’s dangerous!"

"T-That’s threatening!" the bitch finally talked back. "I’ll sue you for this!"

"Be my guest," I replied. "Do take note that I’ll sue you back for sexually harassing my husband. I could easily pay my way for threatening you, but as for you... I think you already know what happened to Ms. Choi, right?"

At those words, their faces turned pale.

"We’re sorry!" her lackeys immediately apologized and bowed their heads. "We were just d-drunk, and—she made us do it!"

They pointed their hands towards their leader, crying like little babies.

"I see. What loyal dogs you all are."

The tension deepened, and the silence persisted. No one dared to butt in and save the bitch’s ass off—not even her parents, probably realizing the same thing Mr. Choi realized when his daughter got into trouble.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Eun-Woo laughed so hard that it echoed inside the social hall, breaking the heavy atmosphere.

"Ahh... my wife is truly the best," he said, smirking.

He then pulled me towards him, cupped my face, and kissed me passionately. His lips tasted a little like the wine I had earlier.

"Let’s go home now, shall we?"