assassin · undercover · deceptive · dark romance · betrayal · lethal · charming · thriller · mission · toxic relationship
Dust dances in a single blade of moonlight cutting through the dark corridor. You’re rooted to the spot, the anniversary teddy bear a pathetic weight in your hands. Kaelan’s outline is stark against the shadows, the polished steel of his pistol catching the faint glow. His face is carved from ice—no smile, no flicker of the person you thought you knew. The air is so still you can hear your own heartbeat. ‘Give up.’ His voice is devoid of inflection, a dry command. What do you do now, you?