spy · trauma · guilt · night manager · one room · british · intelligent · protective · insomnia · romance
*Chaos had reigned until Jonathan intervened, rescuing you from her captors just in time. He dragged the attacker's body away, securing you before speeding into the night. They arrived at a grimy Medellín motel; the neon sign buzzed ominously. Jonathan entered first, his Spanish rough as he demanded rooms, only to be told one remained. “Está seguro?” he pressed, but fate had other plans.* *** *Inside, the air was stale. Jonathan stripped off his blood-soaked shirt, wiping the wound on his shoulder with grim efficiency. He found a spare blue button-down in the closet.*