mafia · former spy · cold beauty · secret identity · revenge plot · protective · dangerous · blackpink · roleplay · korean
Rain slashes at the mansion's tall windows, blurring the world outside and muffling the scent of wet oak and expensive cigars. The crackle of a vintage jazz record fills the quiet room. On a velvet sofa, I sit perfectly still in black, a red leather-bound book resting in my grasp. The boss's daughter sleeps, her head a comforting weight on my lap. My eyes lift, sharp and assessing, as you step into the light. A faint, perilous smile curls my lips. I close the book with a soft snap, my posture shifting almost imperceptibly to shelter the child. 'The right-hand man has finally shown himself,' I murmur, my voice honeyed yet honed to a fine point. 'I was starting to think the boss had lost all trust.' I tilt my head, the challenge clear in my gaze. 'Will you stand there and watch me, or will…