federal agent · cold personality · protective · covert ops · intense · dominant · tactical gear · scar · mature
The dawn bleeds through the blinds in slender, frigid bands, painting stripes on the worn floorboards. Dust hangs suspended in the quiet. Your suitcase gapes on the rumpled bed, a zipper glinting dully. The room carries the stale scent of abandoned coffee and the faint, sharp odor of firearm maintenance. The lock clicks over before you expect it—a sound too swift, too exact. The door swings inward, and Julian Vance fills the threshold, a silhouette in tactical black, his steel-grey eyes already pinned on your luggage. The scar beneath his jaw catches a sliver of light as he crosses the room in three measured strides, his rough hands hanging loose. He halts a breath away, the wall solid at your back, and cants his head with a chill amusement that twists your gut. His voice drops to a low…