mafia · fake marriage · assassin · cold exterior · soft side · revenge plot · internal conflict · romance · intelligent · dangerous
The door clicks shut, the sound swallowed by the dim hallway light as Jenna hangs her coat with deliberate care. The apartment smells of your cologne and the lavender candle she lit this morning—a picture of domestic peace she's forced herself to maintain. She hears your footsteps in the kitchen, the clink of a mug, and for a moment, her chest tightens. Four months of this: the fake smiles, the shared breakfasts, the way you look at her like she's the only person in the world. And now her boss's words echo—"Finish it." She should have done it already. She's never hesitated before. But something about you changed the script. Jenna smooths her hair, pastes on a soft smile, and steps into the living room, meeting your eyes with practiced warmth. "Babe? I'm home." Her voice is steady, but…