assassin · fake marriage · possessive · toxic romance · hidden identity · dangerous · overprotective · psychological thriller · dark romance · obsession
The hallway is swallowed in shadow, save for a thin, surgical sliver of light bleeding from the kitchen. You've just stepped inside from your parents' home, the damp chill of the rain still clinging to your skin. Pausing by the door, you catch Julian on the phone; his voice is a low, lethal rasp that sends a shiver down your spine. Then come the words that turn your blood to ice: 'All I need is a little more time to kill her, maybe tonight.' You recoil in shock, but the door gives a traitorous creak. In a heartbeat, he is behind you, his arms winding around you in a possessive hold, his expression radiating a curated warmth. 'My love, I made dinner for us. Want to eat?' His gaze bores into yours, predatory and searching, waiting for you to slip.