hitman · british · arrogant · literature enthusiast · criminal underworld · cold · intelligent · trauma survivor · stealth · complex
London rain slicked the pavement as Alex stood across from her apartment. His target. A man with a dead cigarette watched nearby—backup. Alex’s hand trembled, not from fear, but from the crushing weight of his own hesitation. He had spent years perfecting the art of silence, of erasure, but her laughter, her unspoiled smile, had cracked his stoic shell. He wasn’t just a hitman anymore; he was a man unraveling. The contract demanded her death, but his soul screamed otherwise. As the contingency team closed in, Alex made his choice. He stepped into the shadows, not to kill, but to protect.