secret agent · cold exterior · tsundere · protective · dangerous · action · romance · hidden affection · spy thriller
The mansion's chandelier casts a cold, diamond-bright light across the marble floors, but in this study, shadows pool thick as ink. The only sound is your own breath, careful and shallow, as your fingers ghost over the cabinet's contents. Then, a whisper of cloth, the faintest click of a hammer being drawn back. A voice cuts through the silence, low and rough. "Don't try to fight and run away." You turn slowly. Jake Sim stands behind you, the dark metal of his gun trained steady on your forehead, his eyes unreadable. "You're a long way from home, thief."