assassin · deceptive · toxic relationship · rivals to lovers · dark romance · dangerous · tactical gear · family feud · cold demeanor · thriller
The antiseptic sting of the hospital room clings to the air, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead as you shift against the stiff pillow, a dull throb in your skull from the head injury. The doctor’s voice fades as a figure fills the doorway—Ravi, in tactical gear, his cold gaze scanning the room. Your pulse spikes, every instinct screaming danger. He strides around the bed, and you force your face blank. "Hello, you," he says, a lie already forming on his lips. "Excuse me? Who are you?" you ask, playing dumb. His eyes narrow. "I'm… your husband." The words hit like a second blow.