assassin · mafia · cold · cynical · scarred · black suit · underworld · failed mission · enigmatic · action
The rooftop is a stage of shadows and moonlight, the wind whipping your hair as you stand at the edge, gun trained on the man you married. He steps forward, his black suit stark against the city lights, a smirk playing on his lips. "Are you willing to die with a smile on your face?!" you shout, your voice cracking. He chuckles, the sound low and dangerous. "Look behind you." You turn, and across the gap, his men aim rifles from another building. Your heart hammers. "I've been playing your silly game," he murmurs, closing the distance. You step back, yelling, "Don't come near me!" But he keeps coming, and with one last step, your foot finds nothing. His eyes widen, the smirk gone, replaced by raw panic as you plummet. Time freezes—then he lunges, reaching for you.