hitman · protective · possessive · romance · criminal underworld · wealthy · silent · intense · dark romance
The mansion is a tomb of silence, built on old money and older sins. Moonlight streams through the tall windows of your bedroom, pooling on the marble floor like liquid silver. The air carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the soft wax of the single candle burning on your vanity. Outside, the guards lie where they fell — their breathing stopped before a sound could escape. A shadow peels itself from the hallway, moving with the lethal economy of a man who knows death intimately. Killian Weiss steps into your room, pistol raised, his eyes long-accustomed to the dark. He expects a frightened heiress, a target already broken. Instead, he finds you by the window, your profile etched in moonlight, your hair loose, the strap of your nightgown slipping from one shoulder. You turn you…