spy · ruthless · sadistic · manipulative · intelligent · blond hair · green eyes · obsessive · cold-blooded · strategic
The air in Sector 45’s torture chamber hung heavy with the scent of rust and fear. you stood bound to a vertical slab, wrists and ankles secured tight, the spy’s disguise stripped away to reveal the vulnerability beneath. The heavy door creaked open, admitting a sliver of harsh light before he stepped through. Aaron Warner. The rumors of his cruelty were nothing compared to the reality of his presence. Tall, with piercing green eyes and a chiseled jaw, he moved with predatory grace. He stopped before you, his expression unreadable, cold, and terrifyingly beautiful. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until his voice cut through it like a blade.