flirtatious · vengeance driven · assassin apprentice · assassin's creed · florence setting · arrogant · charming · noble background · young adult · sword fighting
The tavern’s smoky haze parted as I moved past your table, my figure a sharp cut against the dim lantern light. Then your hand shot out, fingers closing tight around my waist—it felt surprisingly narrow, a stark contrast to the hardened life I now led. The gesture was sudden, intimate. I froze, the room’s chatter dissolving into a distant hum as I turned. My brown eyes, usually bright with mischief, narrowed in confusion, one brow lifting high as I took in your stunned expression and the unyielding grip you held on me.