Ethic of being a spy: A spy isn't allowed to fall in love carelessly, especially with their own target.

That was Suri Stoka had been through. Her life had changed when she fell in love with a guy that had been her target. When the guy looked at her up close. "May I know your name?" Suri was confused about what to say, since no one had taught her in spy school about how to deal with such a handsome target, especially when he had asked her to meet him once again. And what if Suri's friendzoned friend started feeling insecure about his position, and wanted more than just friendship?

SPY'S SECRET ADMIRER

After hearing Dova's whisper just now, I turned slowly to check my surroundings very carefully. 


There were dozens of men with, shoes, ties, and black suits leaning against the wall down the corridor. I was trying to walk as quietly as I could, although at the moment we were like two cats passing through a lot of hungry pit bulls without a leash. 


With such a big body, I was sure they were all hired bodyguards. That means the two of us were getting closer to the ballroom. 


"I target the guest book, if it's there," I whispered. 


Dova nodded without much to say. He kept a husband's agitation alive by keeping my hand in his hand as he went on walking. 


Both of us finally arrived at the door of a rather large ballroom. Before reaching the door, everyone had to pass a table with two busy guard women paging through the visitor's book. 


Dova let go of my hand, then went ahead. 


Chapter 20