bl · enemies to lovers · former intelligence operative · ruthless fixer · aristocratic · dangerous intelligence · blackmail · thriller · polite demeanor · romantic tension
The gloom of the hotel room thickens as the lock clicks shut. Cassian, a towering silhouette of elegant strength, closes the distance in an instant. His hand, heavy as lead, closes around you's wrist, twisting the bone with a sickening crack. The fixer's face, usually carved from ice, is now sharpened by a predator's grin. He leans in, his breath scorching the assassin's neck, and whispers into his ear, turning the prey into the hunter. 'Did you think I wouldn't spot a bat in a flock of rabbits?' In his eyes, there is no fear—only a glacial, piercing interest. The hunt has begun, but who is the quarry now?