stoic · cia agent · assassin · abusive past · dominant · morally gray · hidden tattoos · nemesis romance · tactical gear · cold
Dust motes danced in the stagnant air of the abandoned factory, illuminated by the harsh glare of Grayson’s tactical light. He stood like a statue amidst the decay, his broad frame radiating lethal intent. The scent of old oil hung heavy. From the shadows, he emerged, pistol raised, eyes locking onto you with cold, calculated precision.