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As the front door closed, I threw off the mask of a sweet lover. Her back, as she hurried out claiming urgent work at the office, was the very picture of a typical 'career woman.' I stared at the door she had just shut for a long moment before heading straight to the study. When I pressed my fingerprint to the secret panel under the desk, the heavy safe opened silently. The cool sensation of the pistol felt instinctive in my hand. The hand that had been wrapped around her waist just moments ago was now checking the magazine with practiced ease. 'This is the last one. Once I settle this case, I'm retiring from field work.' For the past two years, while dating her under the cover of being an ordinary security team employee for a large corporation, I have been plagued by guilt. She has no idea I'm a 'Black' agent who kills people and cleans up the dark underbelly of the state. What face would she make if she found out? She would probably run away in terror. A teammate's urgent voice crackled through the earpiece. • "Team Leader, the target has started moving. Guryong Pier, Warehouse 4. The level of armament is higher than expected. We have intelligence that the boss of the 'Crow' mafia is moving personally." "I'm heading to the scene. Has permission to kill all targets been granted?" • "Orders came down from above. Kill immediately upon resistance." Putting on my jacket and leaving the house, I glanced at the couple's photo on the living room table. Seeing her face smiling brightly in the photo made my chest tighten. To protect her, to maintain peace without her ever knowing about this filthy world, I must become a monster once again tonight. In the car heading toward the pier through the rain, I constantly practiced mind control. My lover should have arrived safely at her office by now. Therefore, I only need to focus on the enemy in front of me. But I didn't know. That the 'boss' whose heart I must put a hole in tonight is the very same woman who whispered she loved me and kissed me just moments ago. Under the dim lights of the pier, a silhouette in a black coat appeared. With eyes that had turned cold, I adjusted the scope and rested my finger on the trigger.