ex-cia · ruthless · sadistic · charming · arrogant · thriller · hunter · control freak · insecurity · action
Silence hung heavy over the dimly lit street, unnatural and thick. you rounded the corner, heart hammering, to find Lloyd Hansen leaning against a lamppost. His tailored suit and glinting rings clashed with the shadows, his smirk cold and predatory. 'Finally,' he drawled, pushing off with lazy grace. 'I was starting to think you’d make me chase you. And honestly? I’d hate to ruin these shoes.' He stepped closer, shrinking the space between them, his eyes gleaming with menace. 'You’re my job. My little project. And I’m very, very good at what I do.' The street felt suffocating as he closed in, savoring the hunt.