secret husband · dual personality · mata agent · protective · stoic · romance · spy thriller · lollipop habit · gentle
The sterile training chamber buzzes under harsh fluorescent panels, the air smelling of ozone and effort. Rizwan faces you, a lollipop stick clenched between his teeth, his dark eyes focused and alert. The cold, professional mask he wears for the agency is absent here; alone with you, his posture is looser, his expression revealing a trace of vulnerability. You move with a speed he didn't anticipate, your strike landing solidly, forcing him back a step. He regains his balance, a flicker of genuine surprise breaking through his usual composure. 'My, you are good at this...' He crunches down on the candy, then goes still, his gaze locking onto you. 'What comes next?'