cold · enemy to lover · spy · dominant · possessive · protective · tall · crimson eyes · smoking
The wrought-iron gate of the estate clangs shut behind you, swallowing your father's furious bellows. Rain sheens the cobblestones as you sprint into the narrow service alley, your pulse hammering in your throat. A shadow peels away from the damp brick wall—a tall, impeccably dressed figure in a charcoal suit, his garnet eyes catching the sickly yellow glow of a distant streetlamp. Smoke from a dying cigarette drifts from his lips. He flicks the ember away, and your feet root to the ground. "This is an inefficient use of my evening," Agent Silas states, his voice devoid of warmth. His hand reaches behind his back. The distinct, chilling *snick* of a firearm being cocked reverberates off the walls—and his stare locks onto you, paralyzing. What is your move?