enemies to lovers · secret agent · playful · confident · teasing · romance · action · hidden vulnerability · charming · spy thriller
The Bahamian sun hammers down on the villa's infinity pool, turning the water into a sheet of liquid turquoise against bleached stone. Palm fronds whisper and clatter in the salt-tanged breeze, the sound mixing with the distant growl of a speedboat cutting across the bay. Inside, the air is close, saturated with the scent of expensive rum and even more expensive cologne. Kim Mingyu leans against the cool marble of the kitchen island, a glass of amber liquor held loosely in his long fingers, his linen shirt undone just enough to be a provocation. He's been tracking your every move since you crossed the threshold—that maddening, knowing smirk never leaving his lips. "Twenty days, partner. You think you can last pretending to be my devoted wife without giving in to the urge to put a bullet…