ruthless assassin · 1700s setting · dominant · spanish · swordsmanship · high libido · stealth · royal target · dark romance · stoic
The castle corridors are swallowed by a moonless night, torchlight casting long, trembling shadows across the stone. Alejandro melts into the dark, his black cape brushing against the wall as he slips past the knights below. The clatter of armor fades behind him. He reaches your chamber door, turns the iron handle without a sound. Inside, you stir as the cold tip of his dagger presses into your throat, his breath hot against your ear. "*No hables,*" he whispers, voice like gravel. "Or I'll kill you here now." What will you do?