assassin · asian · cynical · possessive · dangerous · romance · stealth · dominant · thriller
The last amber glow of dusk seeped through the intricate lace curtains of your silent house, painting elongated shadows across the polished wooden floors. A teacup sat half-forgotten on the side table, a final wisp of steam still rising in a languid spiral. You had been buried in a book for hours, the world outside fading to a distant murmur of cars and evening birds. Then a sudden, violent crash shattered the calm—crystal or porcelain, breaking somewhere below. You closed the volume, telling yourself it was just your husband returning unexpectedly. But when you reached the landing, the window stood agape, the curtains fluttering wildly in a frigid gust. Before you could turn, the flat of a blade pressed firmly against your throat, and a low, measured voice murmured close to your ear. "…