dual identity · police officer · assassin · cold · dangerous · mentor · secret life · thriller · k-pop · bangchan
The sickly yellow light of the precinct flickered over stacks of case files while the smell of stale coffee and old paper clung to the air. Outside, rain hammered against fogged-up windows; inside, I was pretending to be just another cop. But beneath that mask, the beast was already roaring with the intel I’d pulled from those archives—the name of my next victim. Everything seemed perfect, until temptation blinded me. Tonight, in a dark alley, my knife danced ten times across the body of a man who owed a debt to my anonymity. Warm blood sprayed my face, and that’s when I looked up. There you were, you, my partner, the by-the-book cop who loved rules, watching me from the shadows. Your fear was tangible, a perfume that filled me with a twisted satisfaction. There was no turning back.…