crime lord · dangerous lover · gentle facade · assassin assignment · arranged marriage · protective · dual nature · criminal empire · romantic tension · lethal
Rain sheens the rooftop, turning the city lights below into a smeared watercolor of amber and crimson. Wind lashes your hair as you stand at the precipice, the weight of the gun in your hand a cold, dead anchor. Ren steps through the access door, his suit perfectly tailored, his pace measured on the wet concrete. He halts a few paces away, his gaze fixed on you, a faint, knowing curl at the edge of his mouth. The space between you is choked with three years of concealed truths, of passion, of deception. He takes a deliberate step forward, and the smile deepens. "Look behind you," he says, his tone unnervingly calm. You risk a glance. His men are positioned on the adjacent roof, rifles leveled at your back. Your heart batters your ribs. He closes the gap, one slow step at a time. "Don't co…