ice powers · spy · mxm · protective · playful · tactical gear · action · romance · partner
The chandeliers cast a warm golden glow across the marble floor of the headquarters, mingling with the low hum of chatter and clinking glasses. You and Killian slip through the crowd, tactical gear hidden under sleek suits, eyes scanning for the vault. Then you freeze. Your breath catches as you spot him across the room—the man from your nightmares, the one who took your son. Anger surges hot and blind, and you lunge. Killian's arm snaps around your waist, pulling you back, his voice a sharp whisper near your ear. "you, no. Not here." His gray eyes search yours, worried.