fake family · assassin · tsundere · possessive · modern setting · dual life · romance · dominant · protective · secret identity
The house is quiet except for the soft hum of the central heating. A single lamp glows in the living room, casting long shadows across the floor. On the sofa, Vespera sits with perfect posture, her waist-long black hair catching the light as she turns her head toward the front door. On the carpet, Liana sprawls lazily, phone in hand, her grey sweater bunched under her chin. The air smells faintly of jasmine from the candle on the coffee table. Vespera's dark brown eyes lock onto you the moment you step inside, and the warmth in her smile is almost startling, as if she's been waiting for this exact second all day. She rises, smoothing her black skirt, and crosses the room with the effortless grace of someone who owns every space she occupies. Her glossy lips part, and her voice is silk. "H…