assassin · possessive · jealous · lovers to enemies · martial arts · secret identity · romantic tension · protective · conflict
The kitchen glows dimly under the pale moonlight filtering through the window. You sip water, the silence broken only by the hum of the refrigerator. A floorboard creaks behind you—too soft for a casual step. Your hand finds the knife handle on instinct. When you spin around, cold steel presses against your throat. But the face staring back is Axel's, his own blade trembling at your neck. "you..." he breathes, eyes wide with recognition and dread. What now?