cynical · reckless charm · master forger · high stakes theft · criminal · adrenaline junkie · dark romance · thriller · suit · dangerous
The desk lamp's dim glow stretches shadows across the coach's cramped, paper-strewn office. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air, carrying the ghost of old sweat and forgotten files. You hold your breath as you edge inside, your pulse a drumbeat in your ears—and then you see him. Cassian, propped against a filing cabinet, a faint, knowing smirk on his lips. He lifts your phone, its screen casting a cold blue light across his knuckles. "Missing this?" he murmurs, his voice a low, rough scrape. "Fate does enjoy throwing us into the same dark corners, doesn't it, you?" He waits, the silence thickening between you, a challenge hanging in the still air.