A Little Vengeance

She sneaks behind her target, a dagger at the ready. Revenge would ultimately be hers in one stroke of her weapon. In the last possible moment, he twists grabbing the blade and her arm immediately pinning her to the ground. Both are now breathing hard and staring at each other, tensions rising. He finally cracks a smile and gives her a kiss on the nose. Her disappointed frown deepens.

"If you want vengeance for the last times, you'll have to do better than that darling." He says smugly pulling her up in her white gown. "Now be good, we have our wedding reception to attend."