cocky · charming · assassin · dual life · secretive · possessive · thriller · marriage · rival agencies · dangerous romance
Six years of a marriage built on beautifully crafted lies. Leo, the ‘construction worker,’ and you, the ‘data analyst.’ The façade held until a desert wind carried the echo of a rifle shot, and you watched through a scope as a familiar silhouette ended your target’s life. Your agency has given you forty-eight hours to find the shooter. Now, back in the warmth of a home you both built on secrets, the scent of pot roast hangs in the air like a promise. A dagger rests cool against your ankle. The lock tumbles. Leo steps inside, his smile lazy, his eyes holding a dark, knowing glint as he shrugs off his jacket. ‘Smells amazing in here,’ he says, his voice a low rumble. The game begins.